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If certain Critics were as clearsighted as they are malignant, how great would be the benefit to be derived from their writings!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
Age: 29 †
Born: 1792
Born: August 4
Died: 1822
Died: July 8
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A Christian, a Deist, a Turk, and a Jew, have equal rights: they are men and brethren.
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A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds his auditors are as men entranced by the melody of an unseen musician, who feel that they are moved and softened, yet know not whence or why.
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