Flower Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is a harmony In autumn, and a luster in its sky...

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Sounds of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain awaken'd flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue Among the flowers and grass which screen it…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

When you can discover where the fresh colors of the faded flower abide, or the music of the broken lyre, seek life…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

[L]ike thee to those in sorrow, Comes to bid a sweet good-morrow To the rough year just awake In its cradle on…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

Age cannot Love destroy, But perfidy can blast the flower, Even when in most unwary hour It blooms in Fancy's bower. Age…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

It were as wise to cast a violet into a crucible that you might discover the formal principle of its color and…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

For the Sensitive Plant has no bright flower; Radiance and odour are not its dower; It loves, even like Love, its deep…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

And the rose like a nymph to the bath addrest, Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast, Till, fold after fold,…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

“The flower that smiles today Tomorrow dies; All that we wish to stay Tempts and then flies; What is this world's delight?…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats though unseen among us; visiting This various world with as inconstant wing As summer…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

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

Mont Blanc yet gleams on high: the power is there, The still and solemn power of many sights And many sounds, and…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley

January gray is here, like a sexton by her grave; February bears the bier, march with grief doth howl and rave, and…

— Percy Bysshe Shelley