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As long as skies are blue, and fields are green Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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What this quote means

Life is full of cycles and changes, often marked by sorrow and the passage of time.

This quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley reflects the inevitability of life's cyclical nature, where beauty and joy (represented by blue skies and green fields) are often accompanied by sorrow and the passage of time (represented by the transition from evening to night, and from month to month). It emphasizes the transient nature of happiness and the continuous cycles of life that bring both joy and melancholy.

Themes

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Example use cases

This quote could be used during a memorial service to reflect on the cycles of life and the inevitability of change.

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