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Quotes from The Solitary — Percy Bysshe Shelley

1792–1822 England

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Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude
To live alone, an isolated thing?

The Solitary (1810)

Not the swart Pariah in some Indian grove,
Lone, lean, and hunted by his brother's hate,
Hath drunk so deep the cup of bitter fate
As that poor wretch who cannot, cannot love:
He bears a load which nothing can remove,
A killing, withering weight.

The Solitary (1810)

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