Whence are we, and why are we? Of what scene The actors or spectators? Percy Bysshe Shelley More Quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley More Quotes From Percy Bysshe Shelley I am not much of a hand at love songs, you see I mingle metaphysics with even this, but perhaps in this age of Philosophy that may be excused. Percy Bysshe Shelley song philosophy hands You are now In London, that great sea, whose ebb and flow At once is deaf and loud, and on the shore Vomits its wrecks, and still howls on for more. Yet in its depth what treasures! Percy Bysshe Shelley ebb-and-flow depth sea This, and no other, is justice: to consider, under all the circumstances and consequences of a particular case, how the greatest quantity and purest quality of happiness will ensue from any action ... there is no other justice. Percy Bysshe Shelley quality action justice Thou shoreless flood, which in thy ebb and flow claspest the limits of mortality. Percy Bysshe Shelley ebb-and-flow limits time No man has a right to disturb the public peace, by personally resisting the execution of a law however bad. He ought to acquiesce, using at the same time the utmost powers of his reason, to promote its repeal. Percy Bysshe Shelley execution law men The day becomes more solemn and serene When noon is past; there is a harmony In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply Its calm, to one who worships thee, And every form containing thee, Whom, SPIRIT fair, thy spells did bind To fear himself, and love all human kind. Percy Bysshe Shelley autumn summer past Strange thoughts beget strange deeds. Percy Bysshe Shelley begets strange deeds I love all waste and solitary places. Percy Bysshe Shelley solitary waste solitude What is Love? It is that powerful attraction towards all that we conceive, or fear, or hope beyond ourselves. Percy Bysshe Shelley attraction powerful love I am convinced that there can be no regeneration of mankind until laughter is put down. Percy Bysshe Shelley regeneration mankind laughter Image of rugged cliffs Percy Bysshe Shelley gone-love slumber art Necessity, thou mother of the world! Percy Bysshe Shelley mother world Jealousy's eyes are green. Percy Bysshe Shelley jealousy green eye When you can discover where the fresh colors of the faded flower abide, or the music of the broken lyre, seek life among the dead. Such are the anxious and fearful contemplations of the common observer, though the popular religion often prevents him from confessing them even to himself. Percy Bysshe Shelley color flower broken Here I swear, and as I break my oath may ... eternity blast me, here I swear that never will I forgive Christianity! It is the only point on which I allow myself to encourage revenge... Oh, how I wish I were the Antichrist, that it were mine to crush the Demon; to hurl him to his native Hell never to rise again - I expect to gratify some of this insatiable feeling in Poetry. Percy Bysshe Shelley crush revenge feelings Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity. Percy Bysshe Shelley earth sky blue I am gone into the fields To take what this sweet hour yields; Reflection, you may come to-morrow, Sit by the fireside with Sorrow. You with the unpaid bill, Despair, You, tiresome verse-reciter, Care, I will pay you in the grave, Death will listen to your stave. Percy Bysshe Shelley yield reflection sweet Ah! what a divine religion might be found out if charity were really made the principle of it instead of faith. Percy Bysshe Shelley atheism principles love And many an ante-natal tomb Where butterflies dream of the life to come. Percy Bysshe Shelley natal butterfly dream I cannot endure the horror, the evil, which comes to self in solitude. Percy Bysshe Shelley solitude self evil
