Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe

English Romantic Lyric Poet

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The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set: while, blazoned as on heaven's immortal noon, the cross leads generations on.

Love is like understanding, that grows bright, gazing on many truths; 'tis like thy light, imagination! Which from earth and sky, and from the depths of human phantasy, as from a thousand prisms and mirrors, fills the universe with glorious beams, and kills error, the worm, with many a sun-like arrow of its reverberated lightning.

Most wretched men are cradled into poetry by wrong; they learn in suffering what they teach in song.

O heart, and mind, and thoughts! what thing do you hope to inherit in the grave below?

Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

Poetry strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bare the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms.

See the mountains kiss high Heaven and the waves clasp one another; no sister-flower would be forgiven if it disdained its brother; and the sunlight clasps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea - what is all this sweet work worth if thou kiss not me?

Teas, where small talk dies in agonies.

The empire of evil spirits extends not beyond the boundaries of the grave. The unobscured irradiations from the fountain-fire of all goodness shall reveal all that is mysterious and unintelligible, until the mutual communications of knowledge and of happiness throughout all thinking natures, constitute a harmony of good that ever varies and never ends.

The natural philosopher, in addition to the sensations common to all men inspired by the event of death, believes that he sees with more certainty that it is attended with the annihilation of sentiment and thought. He observes the mental powers increase and fade with those of the body, and even accommodate themselves to the most transitory changes of our physical nature. Sleep suspends many of the faculties of the vital and intellectual principle; drunkenness and disease will either temporarily or permanently derange them. Madness or idiotcy may utterly extinguish the most excellent and delicate of those powers. In old age the mind gradually withers; and as it grew and was strengthened with the body, so does it together with the body sink into decrepitude. Assuredly these are convincing evidences that so soon as the organs of the body are subjected to the laws of inanimate matter, sensation, and perception, and apprehension are at an end.

Love! dearest, sweetest power! how much are we indebted to thee! How much superior are even thy miseries to the pleasures which arise from other sources!

My father Time is weak and gray with waiting for a better day; see how idiot-like he stands, fumbling with his palsied hands!

O lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain on my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas! My heart beats loud and fast: O press it to thine own again, where it will break at last!

Omnipotent but friendless, is to reign.

Poetry: Love's Philosophy. The fountains mingle with the river and the rivers with the ocean, the winds of heaven mix forever with a sweet emotion; nothing in the world is single, all things by a law divine in one another's being mingle? why not I with thine? See the mountains kiss high heaven, and the waves clasp one another; no sister-flower would be forgiven if it disdain'd its brother; and the sunlight clasps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea? what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?

She is gone! She is lost to me forever! She married! Married to a clod of earth; she will become insensible herself; all those fine capabilities will molder!

That orbŠd maiden, with white fire laden, whom mortals call the moon, glides glimmering o?er my fleece-like floor by the midnight breezes strewn.

The emptiness and folly of retaliation are apparent from every example which can be brought forward? the most eminent professors of every sect of philosophy, have reasoned against this futile superstition. Legislation is, in one point of view, to be considered as an attempt to provide against the excesses of this deplorable mistake.

The nature of a narrow and malevolent spirit is so essentially incompatible with happiness as to render it inaccessible to the influences of the benignant God. All that his own perverse propensities will permit him to receive, that God abundantly pours forth upon him. If there is the slightest overbalance of happiness, which can be allotted to the most atrocious offender, consistently with the nature of things, that is rigidly made his portion by the ever-watchful Power of God. In every case, the human mind enjoys the utmost pleasure which it is capable of enjoying. God is represented by Jesus Christ as the Power from which, and through which, the streams of all that is excellent and delightful flow; the Power which models, as they pass, all the elements of this mixed universe to the purest and most perfect shape which it belongs to their nature to assume

Love, from its awful throne of patient power in the wise heart, from the last giddy hour of dread endurance, from the slippery, steep, and narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs and folds over the world its healing wings.

My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

O Nightingale, cease from thy enamored tale.

On the fast-flowing waters of the river, distorted image of the city is reflected deeply troubled in his eternal thrill twists it - and yet remain here forever. Return you... you'll be changed, but not him.

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

Should it be proved... that the mysterious principle which regulates the proceedings of the universe, is neither intelligent nor sensitive, yet it is not an inconsistency to suppose at the same time, that the animating power survives the body which it has animated, by laws as independent of any supernatural agent as those through which it first became united with it. Nor, if a future state be clearly proved, does it follow that it will be a state of punishment or reward.

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English Romantic Lyric Poet