Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes

Sun-girt City! thou hast been Ocean's child, and then his queen; Now is come a darker day, And thou soon must be his prey,
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Lines Written among the Euganean Hills (l. 76-79). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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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 (1792-1822), British poet. Love's Philosophy (l. 5-8). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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My own, my human mind, which passively Now renders and receives fast influencings, Holding an unremitting interchange With the clear universe of things around;
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Mont Blanc (l. 37-40). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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Some say that gleams of a remoter world Visit the soul in sleep,—that death is slumber, And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber Of those who wake and live.—
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Mont Blanc (l. 49-52). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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Thou hast a voice, great Mountain, to repeal Large codes of fraud and woe; not understood By all, but which the wise, and great, and good Interpret, or make felt, or deeply feel.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. "Mont Blanc."
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Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Music, When Soft Voices Die (l. 1-4). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Mutability, st. 4 (written 1814, published 1816). Shelley wrote another poem with this title in 1821.
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O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes.
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Ode to the West Wind, l. 1-5 (1819). Opening lines.
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If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Ode to the West Wind (l. 70). . . The Complete Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mary Shelley, ed. (1994) The Modern Library/Random House.
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O, Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822), British poet. Ode to the West Wind, l. 69-70 (1819).
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