For love and beauty and delight, there is no death nor change. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
If a person's religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless — 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
Fate,Time,Occasion,Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
You ought to love all mankind; nay, every individual of mankind. You ought not to love the individuals of your domestic circles… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear. — 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
Know ye what it is to be a child? It is to have a spirit yet streaming from the waters of baptism;… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Heaven's ebon vault Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
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 Copy Share Image
The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want: worse need for them. The wise want love; and… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The great secret of morals is Love; or a going out of our own nature, and an identification of ourselves with the… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Love, hope, and self-esteem, like clouds depart And come, for some uncertain moments lent. Man were immortal and omnipotent, Didst thou, unknown… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Love withers under constraints. Its very essence is liberty; it is comparable neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear; it is there most… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Not the swart Pariah in some Indian grove, Lone, lean, and hunted by his brother's hate, Hath drunk so deep the cup… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A husband and wife ought to continue united so long as they love each other. Any law which should bind them to… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“And, day and night, aloof, from the high towers and terraces, the Earth and Ocean seem to sleep in one another's arms,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“ Music, When Soft Voices Die Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“The fountains mingle with the river, And the rivers with the ocean; The winds of heaven mix forever, With a sweet emotion;… — 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
If we reason, we would be understood; if we imagine, we would that the airy children of our brain were born anew… — 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
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
“Friendship, a dear balm... A smile among dark frowns: a beloved light: A solitude, a refuge, a delight.” — 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
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 the rose like a nymph to the bath addrest, Which unveiled the depth of her glowing breast, Till, fold after fold,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars… — 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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