Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth's dark… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
“Hence all original religions are allegorical, or susceptible of allegory, and, like Janus, have a double face of false and true” — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Religion pervades intensely the whole frame of society, and is according to the temper of the mind which it inhabits, a passion,… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Religion! but for thee, prolific fiend, Who peoplest earth with demons, hell with men, And heaven with slaves! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Whatever may be his true and final destination, there is a spirit within him at enmity with nothingness and dissolution. This is… — 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
It is among men of genius and science that atheism alone is found. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me- who knows how? To thy chamber-window, Sweet! — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
The crime of inquiry is one which religion never has forgiven. — 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
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
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
The nature of a narrow and malevolent spirit is so essentially incompatible with happiness as to render it inaccessible to the influences… — 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
And priests dare babble of a God of peace, Even whilst their hands are red with guiltless blood, Murdering the while, uprooting… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
We are all Greeks. Our laws, our literature, our religion, our arts, have their root in Greece. — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine? — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable… — Percy Bysshe Shelley Copy Share Image
Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the… — 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
