A dream has power to poison sleep.
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Thou hast a voice, great Mountain, to repeal. Large codes of fraud and woe; not understood by all, but which the wise, and great, and good interpret, or make felt, or deeply feel.
Interpretation
What this quote means
The quote suggests that nature holds truths that can only be grasped by the wise and virtuous.
In this quote, Percy Bysshe Shelley speaks to the profound, often overlooked wisdom found in nature, particularly in the metaphor of a mighty mountain. He implies that while many may fail to comprehend the deeper meanings and lessons inherent in the natural world, those who are wise, good, and great can interpret and appreciate these truths, suggesting that understanding comes from a place of moral and intellectual depth.
Themes
NatureWisdomMountainTruthInterpretation
In practice
Example use cases
Using this quote during a speech on the importance of environmental awareness.
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