Revenge and wrong bring forth their kind; Percy Bysshe Shelley More Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley More Quotes From Percy Bysshe Shelley For there are deeds which have no form, sufferings which have no tongue. Percy Bysshe Shelley deedscompassionsuffering Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year. Percy Bysshe Shelley woe-is-megriefwinter All high poetry is infinite; it is as the first acorn, which contained all oaks potentially. Percy Bysshe Shelley acornspoetryfirsts No more let life divide what death can join together. Percy Bysshe Shelley dividestogether Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where, all the long and lone daylight, Thou wovest dreams of joyand fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, Swift be thy flight! Percy Bysshe Shelley dreamnightlong I love all waste Percy Bysshe Shelley soulwishbelieve Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world. Percy Bysshe Shelley poetrylifeworld Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted. Percy Bysshe Shelley poetrymirrorsbeautiful We look before and after, And pine for what is not; Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Percy Bysshe Shelley laughtersonghappiness Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine, In one spirit meet and mingle-Why not I with thine? Percy Bysshe Shelley why-notlawworld Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman. Percy Bysshe Shelley devilgentlemansometimes All of us who are worth anything, spend our manhood in unlearning the follies, or expiating the mistakes of our youth. Percy Bysshe Shelley self-improvementyouthmistake Death will come when thou art dead, soon, too soon. Percy Bysshe Shelley deathart Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Percy Bysshe Shelley hailclassicspirit True Love in this differs from gold and clay, Percy Bysshe Shelley arrowslove-islife I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. Percy Bysshe Shelley flowerdreamclouds It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable of creating it. Percy Bysshe Shelley creatingatheistreligion It is not a merit to tolerate, but rather a crime to be intolerant. Percy Bysshe Shelley merittolerancecrime The warm sun is failing, the bleak wind is wailing, The bare boughs are sighing, the pale flowers are dying, And the Year On the earth her death-bed, in a shroud of leaves dead, Is lying. . . . Percy Bysshe Shelley flowerlyingyears I wield the flail of the lashing hail, Percy Bysshe Shelley laughterrainclouds
