Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindu, his best friends hear no more of him. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Power, like a desolating pestilence, pollutes whatever it touches. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A system could not well have been devised more studiously hostile to human happiness than marriage. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
And bid them love each other and be blest: And leave the troop which errs, and which reproves, And come and be… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“It's temples and palaces did seem Like fabrics of enchantment pil'd to heaven.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance, These are the seals of that most firm assurance Which bars the pit over Destruction's strength; And… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Whence are we, and why are we? Of what scene The actors or spectators? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
To hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates. — 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
