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!
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYA 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.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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Hell is a city much like London A populous and smoky city.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
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Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.
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If a person’s religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless.
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All love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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The jealous keys of truth’s eternal doors.
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I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay.
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When my cats aren’t happy, I’m not happy. Not because I care about their mood but because I know they’re just sitting there thinking up ways to get even.
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I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
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I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.
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The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.
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