All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYI love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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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?
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Joy, once lost, is pain.
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Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
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First our pleasures die – and then our hopes, and then our fears – and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust – and we die too.
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Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.
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Sing again, with your dear voice revealing. A tone Of some world far from ours, where music and moonlight and feeling are one.
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Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number- Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many-they are few.
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And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest.
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Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.
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Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs, – To the silent wilderness, Where the soul need not repress Its music.
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I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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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.
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The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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