We live and move and think; but we are not the creators of our own origin and existence. We are not the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
So soon as this want or power [of love] is dead, man becomes the living sepulchre of himself, and what yet survives… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“And in a mad trance Strike with our spirit's knife Invulnerable nothings We decay Like corpses in a charnel Fear & Grief… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I love Love - though he has wings, And like light can flee, But above all other things, Spirit, I love thee… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The allegory of Adam and Eve eating of the tree of evil, and entailing upon their posterity the wrath of God and… — 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
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
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
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
“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
Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
“Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Dar'st thou amid the varied multitude To live alone, an isolated thing? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
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
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
The practice of utter sincerity towards other men would avail to no good end, if they were incapable of practising it towards their own… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow claspest the limits of mortality. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain did fill;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share
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