Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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Sweet the rose which lives in Heaven, Although on earth ’tis planted, Where its honours blow, While by earth’s slaves the leaves are riven Which die the while they glow.
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There is no real wealth but the labor of man.
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As long as skies are blue, and fields are green, Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow, Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow.
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Peter was dull; he was at first Dull,-oh so dull, so very dull! Whether he talked, wrote, or rehearsed, Still with this dulness was he cursed! Dull,-beyond all conception, dull.
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His fine wit Makes such a wound, the knife is lost in it.
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And he wore a kingly crown; And in his grasp a sceptre shone; On his brow this mark I saw - 'I AM GOD, AND KING, AND LAW!'
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Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.
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Thou art Justice - ne'er for gold May thy righteous laws be sold As laws are in England - thou Shield'st alike the high and low.
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It doth repent me; words are quick and vain; Grief for awhile is blind, and so was mine.
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The intense atom glows A moment, then is quenched in a most cold repose.
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Let us bring the question to the test of experience and fact; and ask ourselves, considering our nature in its entire extent, what light we derive from a sustained and comprehensive view of its component parts, which may enable us to assert with certainty that we do or do not live after death.
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Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Which severs those it should unite; Let us remain together still, Then it will be good night.
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Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.
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To know nor faith, nor love, nor law, to be Omnipotent but friendless, is to reign.
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War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.
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It is our will That thus enchains us to permitted ill. We might be otherwise, we might be all We dream of happy, high, majestical. Where is the love, beauty and truth we seek, But in our mind? and if we were not weak, Should we be less in deed than in desire?
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Death is the veil which those who live call life; They sleep, and it is lifted.
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The pale stars are gone! For the sun, their swift shepherd, To their folds them compelling, In the depths of the dawn, Hastes, in meteor-eclipsing array, and the flee Beyond his blue dwelling, As fawns flee the leopard.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
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Have you not heard When a man marries, dies, or turns Hindoo, His best friends hear no more of him?
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We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
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Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose, With care his sweet person adorning, He put on his Sunday clothes.