Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelleywas one of the major English Romantic poets, and is regarded by some as among the finest lyric, as well as epic, poets in the English language. A radical in his poetry as well as in his political and social views, Shelley did not see fame during his lifetime, but recognition for his poetry grew steadily following his death. Shelley was a key member of a close circle of visionary poets and writers that included Lord Byron; Leigh...
NationalityEnglish
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth4 August 1792
beneath closed fed garden kisses leaves nature opened plant sensitive silver winds
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
nature punishment faults
Only nature knows how to justly proportion to the fault the punishment it deserves.
nature majestic-beauty shapes
The beauty of the internal nature cannot be so far concealed by its accidental vesture, but that the spirit of its form shall communicate itself to the very disguise and indicate the shape it hides from the manner in which it is worn. A majestic form and graceful motions will express themselves through the most barbarous and tasteless costume.
ignorant force forces-of-nature
Everytime we say that god is the author of some phenomenon, that signifies that we are ignorant of how such a phenomenon was caused by the forces of nature.
nature kissing night
A sensitive plant in a garden grew, And the young winds fed it with silver dew, And it opened its fan like leaves to the light, and closed them beneath the kisses of night.
night black shadow
Then black despair, The shadow of a starless night, was thrown Over the world in which I moved alone.
atheist creating limits
It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable of creating it.
saddest songs sweetest
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thoughts.
die fly hope life love truth
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, -- but it returneth.
endure yesterday
Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
feats johnny savage
Who killed Johnny Keats? "I," said the Quarterly, "So savage and tartarly, 'Twas one of my feats
awakened doth dream hath life lost phantoms sleep stormy
Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep -- he hath awakened from the dream of life -- 'Tis we, who lost in stormy visions, keep with phantoms an unprofitable strife.
grief returns revolving winter
Winter is come and gone,But grief returns with the revolving year.
far
If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?