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I dare not guess: but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream. It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like all the rest, a mockery.
I dare not guess: but in this life Of error, ignorance, and strife, Where nothing is, but all things seem, And we the shadows of the dream. It is a modest creed, and yet Pleasant if one considers it, To own that death itself must be, Like all the rest, a mockery.
Approximate author period: c. 1807 AD · industrial
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- Percy Bysshe Shelley
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- Approximate author period: c. 1807 AD · industrial
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- My Commonplace Book (third English edition,1921) (1921 AD)
Page 231 · printed citation: Shelley (The Sensitive Plant). · compiler notes excluded
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