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
respect drama self
In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.
selfishness twins twin-sister
Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.
selfish men virtue
In proportion as a man is selfish, so far has he receded from the motive which constitutes virtue.
self evil solitude
I cannot endure the horror, the evil, which comes to self in solitude.
heart self black
The howl of self-interest is loud ... but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
eye thinking self
Think ye by gazing on each other's eyes To multiply your lovely selves?
mistake self-improvement youth
All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
wise men selfishness
Before man can be free, and equal, and truly wise, he must cast aside the chains of habit and superstition; he must strip sensuality of its pomp, and selfishness of its excuses, and contemplate actions and objects as they really are.
earth kiss kisses-and-kissing sunlight thou worth
The sunlight claps the earth And the moonbeams kiss the sea: What are all these kissings worth If thou kiss not me?
less names peculiar
Every epoch, under names more or less specious, has deified its peculiar errors.
feats johnny savage
Who killed Johnny Keats? "I," said the Quarterly, "So savage and tartarly, 'Twas one of my feats
grief returns revolving winter
Winter is come and gone,But grief returns with the revolving year.
endure yesterday
Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.
again allow blast break crush encourage eternity expect feeling forgive gratify hell insatiable mine native oath point rise swear wish
Here I swear, and as I break my oath may eternity blast me, here I swear that never will I forgive Christianity! It is the only point on which I allow myself to encourage revenge. Oh, how I wish I were the Antichrist, that it were mine to crush the Demon; to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again / I expect to gratify some of this insatiable feeling in Poetry.