Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset's fire. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; ... This alone is Life, Joy, Empire, Victory. — 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
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
Man, who wert once a despot and a slave, A dupe and a deceiver! a decay, A traveller from the cradle to… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
As long as skies are blue, and fields are green Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight,… — 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
Rough wind, the moanest loud Grief too sad for song; Wild wind, when sullen cloud Knells all the night long; Sad storm,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
He has outsoared the shadow of our night; envy and calumny and hate and pain, and that unrest which men miscall delight,… — 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
