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More real than living man He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom Nor heed, nor see, what things they be; But from these create he can Forms more real than living man. Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound The Nature and Aesthetics of Design making