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 on sad
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. Percy Bysshe Shelley on sad
Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret. Percy Bysshe Shelley on society
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder. Percy Bysshe Shelley on war
War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade. Percy Bysshe Shelley on war
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 Shelley on change
She dwelt among the untrodden ways Beside the springs of Dove, A maid whom there were none to praise And very few to love. Percy Bysshe Shelley on solitude