Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.
PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYFear not for the future, weep not for the past.
More Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes
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I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good.
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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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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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Man who man would be, must rule the empire of himself.
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Worse than a bloody hand is a hard heart.
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War is the statesman’s game, the priest’s delight, the lawyer’s jest, the hired assassin’s trade.
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Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
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Love withers under constraints: its very essence is liberty: it is compatible neither with obedience, jealousy, nor fear.
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The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.
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A man, to be greatly good, must imagine intensely and comprehensively; he must put himself in the place of another and of many others; the pains and pleasures of his species must become his own.
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Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.
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I love tranquil solitude.
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This lake exceeds anything I ever beheld in beauty.
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There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!
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O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?
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