Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Religion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons, hell with men, And heaven with slaves! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
February... Bending from Heaven, in azure mirth, It kissed the forehead of the Earth, And smiled upon the silent sea, And bade… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Concerning God, freewill and destiny: Of all that earth has been or yet may be, all that vain men imagine or believe,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
All things are sold: the very light of heaven is venal; earth's unsparing gifts of love, the smallest and most despicable things… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Poetry Love's Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
And priests dare babble of a God of peace, Even whilst their hands are red with guiltless blood, Murdering the while, uprooting… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn; Heaven… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
True Love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away. Love is like understanding, that… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Lightning my pilot sits; In a cavern under is fettered the thunder, It struggles and howls at fits; Over earth and ocean,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
(Title: To the Moon) Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; I pass through the pores of the ocean… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
You would not easily guess All the modes of distress Which torture the tenants of earth; And the various evils, Which like… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- Now lending splendour, where from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine, Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast; Custards for supper, and an endless… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
