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
classic spirit blithe
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
evil spirit
All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil
beautiful spirit
A pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift.
art moving spirit
Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
spirit influence inaccessible
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.
heart brain spirit
Narrow The heart that loves, the brain that contemplates, The life that wears, the spirit that creates One object, and one form, and builds thereby A sepulchre for its eternity.
creative deities spirit
There Is No God. This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.
art deeds spirit
Spirit, Patience, Gentleness, All that can adorn and bless Art thou let deeds, not words, express Thine exceeding loveliness.
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.