“The desire of the moth for the star,
Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar
From the sphere of our sorrow.”

—  Percy Bysshe Shelley

One Word is Too Often Profaned (1821), st. 2

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English Romantic poet 1792–1822

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