And many an ante-natal tomb Where butterflies dream of the life to come. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Our Adonais has drunk poisonoh! What deaf and viperous murderer could crown Life's early cup with such a draught of woe? — 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
O weep for Adonis - He is dead." "Peace. He is not dead he doth not sleep - he hath wakened from… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Those who love not their fellow-beings live unfruitful lives, and prepare for their old age a miserable grave. — 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
Narrow The heart that loves, the brain that contemplates, The life that wears, the spirit that creates One object, and one form,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
Love, from its awful throne of patient power In the wise heart, from the last giddy hour Of dread endurance, from the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep - he hath awakened from the dream of life - 'Tis we,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Life and the world, or whatever we call that which we are and feel, is an astonishing thing. The mist of familiarity… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is past; there is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Whatever may be his [man's] true and final destination, there is a spirit within him at enmity with nothingness and dissolution (change… — 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
“To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy power which seems omnipotent; To… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The most refined abstractions of logic conduct to a view of life, which, though startling to the apprehension, is, in fact, that… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
What is life? Thoughts and feelings arise, with or without our will, and we employ words to express them. We are born,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
In proportion to the love existing among men, so will be the community of property and power. Among true and real friends,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Whether that lady's gentle mind, No longer with the form combined Which scattered love, as stars do light, Found sadness where it… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Gold is a living god and rules in scorn, All earthly things but virtue. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The breath Of accusation kills an innocent name, And leaves for lame acquittal the poor life, Which is a mask without it. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Love's very pain is sweet, But its reward is in the world divine Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave. — 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
“Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep - He hath awakened from the dream of life” — 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