Are we not formed, as notes of music are, For one another, though dissimilar?
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYThe young moon has fed Her exhausted horn With the sunset’s fire.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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To hearts which near each other move From evening close to morning light,The night is good; because, my love,They never say good-night.
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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.
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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!
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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?
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A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought.
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The howl of self-interest is loud but the heart is black which throbs solely to its note.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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When a thing is said to be not worth refuting you may be sure that either it is flagrantly stupid – in which case all comment is superfluous – or it is something formidable, the very crux of the problem.
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When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead – When the cloud is scattered The rainbow’s glory is shed.
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