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[[Image:Portrait of Percy Bysshe Shelley by Curran, 1819.jpg|244px|thumb|right|All love is sweet,<br>Given or returned. Common as light is love,<br>And its familiar voice wearies not ever.]]
'''[[w: Percy Bysshe Shelley|Percy Bysshe Shelley]]''' ([[4 August]] [[w:1792|1792]] - [[8 July]] [[w:1822|1822]]) was one of the major English [[w:romantic poets|romantic poets]], widely considered to be among the finest lyric poets in the English language; husband of [[Mary Shelley]].


== Sourced ==
== [[Austin Roberts]] ==
[[Image:Vitruvian.jpg |thumb|right|Nature rejects the monarch, not the man; the subject, not the citizen... The man of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.]]


No apparent notability, same-named wp article is about someone else (with no disambig nod to this person). ~ [[User:MosheZadka|MosheZadka]] [[User talk:MosheZadka|(Talk)]] 07:28, 3 September 2005 (UTC)
* '''Once, early in the morning,<br>Beelzebub arose,<br>With care his sweet person adorning,<br>He put on his Sunday clothes.'''
** ''[[wikisource:The Devil's Walk|The Devil's Walk]]'', st. 1 (1812)


* '''Vote closed'''. Result: deleted. (2 deletes, no dissent) --[[User:Aphaia|Aphaia]] 20:41, 19 September 2005 (UTC)
* How wonderful is Death,<br>Death and his brother Sleep!
* '''Delete''' unless evidence of notability provided. ~ [[User:MosheZadka|MosheZadka]] [[User talk:MosheZadka|(Talk)]] 07:28, 3 September 2005 (UTC)
** ''[http://www.bartleby.com/139/shel111.html Queen Mab]'', I (1813)
* '''Delete'''. Concur with MosheZadka. ~ [[User:Jeffq|Jeff Q]]&nbsp;[[User talk:Jeffq|(talk)]] 22:28, 3 September 2005 (UTC)

* '''Nature rejects the monarch, not the man;<br>The subject, not the citizen; for kings<br>And subjects, mutual foes, forever play<br>A losing game into each other's hands,<br>Whose stakes are vice and misery. The man<br>Of virtuous soul commands not, nor obeys.<br>Power, like a desolating pestilence,<br>Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience,<br>Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth,<br>Makes slaves of men, and of the human frame<br>A mechanized automaton.'''
** ''Queen Mab'', III

[[Image:Shilirren texture transposed.jpg |thumb|right|Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow;<br>Nought may endure but Mutability.]]
* '''The awful shadow of some unseen Power<br>Floats through unseen among us, — visiting<br>This various world with as inconstant wing<br>As summer winds that creep from flower to flower.'''
** ''[http://classiclit.about.com/library/bl-etexts/pshelley/bl-pshel-hymn2.htm Hymn to Intellectual Beauty]'', st. 1 (1816)

* Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate<br>With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon<br>Of human thought or form.
** ''Hymn to Intellectual Beauty'', st. 2

* '''Some say that gleams of a remoter world<br>Visit the soul in sleep, — that death is slumber,<br>And that its shapes the busy thoughts outnumber<br>Of those who wake and live.'''
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1366/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley Mont Blanc]'', st. 3 (1816)

* '''Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow;<br>Nought may endure but Mutability.'''
** ''[http://www.web-books.com/Classics/Poetry/anthology/Shelley/Mutability.htm Mutability]'', st. 4 (1816)

* With hue like that when some great painter dips<br>His pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse.
** ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section7.html The Revolt of Islam]'', Canto V, st. 23 (1817)

* Yet now despair itself is mild,<br>Even as the winds and waters are;<br>I could lie down like a tired child,<br>And weep away the life of care<br>Which I have borne and yet must bear,<br>Till death like sleep might steal on me,<br>And I might feel in the warm air<br>My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea<br>Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1373/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley Stanzas Written in Dejection Near Naples]'', st. 5 (1818)

* Chameleons feed on light and air:<br>Poets' food is love and fame.
** ''[http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley/2579 An Exhortation]'', st. 1 (1819)

* Men of England, wherefore plough<br>For the lords who lay ye low?
** ''[http://www.online-literature.com/shelley_percy/673/ Song to the Men of England]'', st. 1 (1819)

[[Image:William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905) - Bather (1870).jpg|thumb|right|Nothing in the world is single,<br>All things by a law divine<br>In one spirit meet and mingle — <br>Why not I with thine?']]
* '''Nothing in the world is single,<br>All things by a law divine<br>In one spirit meet and mingle — <br>Why not I with thine?'''
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1365/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley Love's Philosophy]'', st. 1 (1819)

* I arise from dreams of thee<br>In the first sweet sleep of night,<br>When the winds are breathing low,<br>And the stars are shining bright.
** ''[http://www.poetry-archive.com/s/the_indian_serenade.html The Indian Serenade]'', st. 1 (1819)

* O lift me from the grass!<br>I die! I faint! I fail!<br>Let thy love in kisses rain<br>On my lips and eyelids pale.<br>My cheek is cold and white, alas!<br>My heart beats loud and fast:<br>O press it to thine own again,<br>Where it will break at last!
** ''The Indian Serenade'', st. 3

* Hell is a city much like London — <br>A populous and smoky city.
** ''[http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/4697 Peter Bell the Third]'', Pt. III, st. 1 (1819)

* Teas,<br>Where small talk dies in agonies.
** ''Peter Bell the Third'', Pt. III, st. 12

* An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king, — <br>Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow<br>Through public scorn, — mud from a muddy spring, — <br>Rulers who neither see, nor feel, nor know,<br>But leech-like to their fainting country cling,<br>Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow.
**''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1361/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley English in 1819]'', l. 1 (1819)

* A lovely lady, garmented in light<br>From her own beauty.
** ''[http://www.gutenberg.org/etext/4696 The Witch of Atlas]'', st. 5 (1820)

* There grew pied wind-flowers and violets,<br>Daisies, those pearl’d Arcturi of the earth,<br>The constellated flower that never sets;<br>Faint oxlips; tender bluebells at whose birth<br>The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets<br>Its mother’s face with heaven-collected tears,<br>When the low wind, its playmate’s voice, it hears.
** ''[http://rpo.library.utoronto.ca/poem/1907.html The Question]'', st. 2 (1820)

* A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,<br>And the young winds fed it with silver dew,<br>And it opened its fan-like leaves to the light.<br>And closed them beneath the kisses of Night.
** ''[http://www.kalliope.org/digt.pl?longdid=shelley2003060601 The Sensitive Plant]'', Pt. I, st. 1 (1820)

* Rough wind, the moanest loud<br>Grief too sad for song;<br>Wild wind, when sullen cloud<br>Knells all the night long;<br>Sad storm, whose tears are vain,<br>Bare woods, whose branches strain,<br>Deep caves and dreary main, — <br>Wail, for the world's wrong!
** ''[http://poetryarchive.bravepages.com/RSTU_poets/shelley_percy.b.htm#dirge A Dirge]'' (1821)

* Music, when soft voices die,<br>Vibrates in the memory — <br>Odours, when sweet violets sicken,<br>Live within the sense they quicken.<br>Rose leaves, when the rose is dead,<br>Are heaped for the beloved's bed;<br>And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone,<br>Love itself shall slumber on.
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1367/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley Music, When Soft Voices Die]'' (1821)

[[Image:William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905) - Whisperings of Love (1889).jpg|thumb|right|One word is too often profaned<br>For me to profane it;<br>One feeling too falsely disdained<br>For thee to disdain it.]]
* '''One word is too often profaned<br>For me to profane it;<br>One feeling too falsely disdained<br>For thee to disdain it.'''
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1370/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley One Word is Too Often Profaned]'', st. 1 (1821)

* The desire of the moth for the star,<br>Of the night for the morrow,<br>The devotion to something afar<br>From the sphere of our sorrow.
** ''One Word is Too Often Profaned'', st. 2

* Swiftly walk over the western wave,<br>Spirit of Night!<br>Out of the misty eastern cave<br>Where, all the long and lone daylight,<br>Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear,<br>Which make thee terrible and dear, — <br>Swift be thy flight!
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1379/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley To Night]'', st. 1 (1821)

* Death will come when thou art dead,<br>Soon, too soon — <br>Sleep will come when thou art fled;<br>Of neither would I ask the boon<br>I ask of thee, beloved Night — <br>Swift be thine approaching flight,<br>Come soon, soon!
** ''To Night'', st. 5

* '''There is no sport in hate where all the rage<br>Is on one side.'''
** ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section229.html Lines to a Reviewer]'', l. 3 (1821)

* When the lamp is shattered<br>The light in the dust lies dead — <br>When the cloud is scattered,<br>The rainbow's glory is shed.
** ''[http://www.readprint.com/work-1382/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley When the Lamp is Shattered]'', st. 1 (1822)

* Are ye, two vultures sick for battle,<br>Two scorpions under one wet stone,<br>Two bloodless wolves whose dry throats rattle,<br>Two crows perched on the murrained cattle,<br>Two vipers tangled into one.
** ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section163.html Similes for Two Political Characters of 1819]'', st. 4 (Published 1832)

[[Image:§Shelley - Tomba al Cimitero acattolico di Roma- Foto di Massimo Consoli, 1996.jpg|thumb|right|The body is placed under the earth, and after a certain period there remains no vestige even of its form...]]
=== ''[[w:The Necessity of Atheism|The Necessity of Atheism]]'' (1811) ===

* '''There Is No God''' <br> This negation must be understood solely to affect a creative Deity. The hypothesis of a pervading Spirit co-eternal with the universe remains unshaken.

* '''If he is infinitely good, what reason should we have to fear him?<br>If he is infinitely wise, why should we have doubts concerning our future?<br>If he knows all, why warn him of our needs and fatigue him with our prayers?<br>If he is everywhere, why erect temples to him?<br>If he is just, why fear that he will punish the creatures that he has filled with weaknesses?'''<br>If grace does everything for them, what reason would he have for recompensing them?<br>If he is all-powerful, how offend him, how resist him?<br>If he is reasonable, how can he be angry at the blind, to whom he has given the liberty of being unreasonable?<br>If he is immovable, by what right do we pretend to make him change his decrees?<br>If he is inconceivable, why occupy ourselves with him?<br>If he has spoken, why is the universe not convinced?<br>If the knowledge of a God is the most necessary, why is it not the most evident and the clearest?
** NOTE: Further research is needed here. The above quotes might actually be a translation of Shelley's quotation of ''Systeme de la Nature'' (1770) by [[w:Baron d'Holbach|Baron d'Holbach]]. <!-- I would fully explore this myself but I probably won't have the time for at least a few days. Am far behind on quite a few other endeavors right now. ~ Kalki -->

* The body is placed under the earth, and after a certain period there remains no vestige even of its form. This is that contemplation of inexhaustible melancholy, whose shadow eclipses the brightness of the world. The common observer is struck with dejection of the spectacle. He contends in vain against the persuasion of the grave, that the dead indeed cease to be. The corpse at his feet is prophetic of his own destiny. Those who have preceded him, and whose voice was delightful to his ear; whose touch met his like sweet and subtle fire: whose aspect spread a visionary light upon his path — these he cannot meet again.

[[Image:Jean-Léon Gérôme 003.jpg |thumb|right|My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:<BR>Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!]]

=== ''[[wikisource:Ozymandius (Shelley)|Ozymandias of Egypt]]'' (1818) ===
* '''I met a traveller from an antique land<br>Who said: — Two vast and trunkless legs of stone<BR>Stand in the desert.''' Near them on the sand,<BR>Half sunk, a shatter'd visage lies, whose frown<BR>And wrinkled lip and sneer of cold command<BR>Tell that its sculptor well those passions read<BR>Which yet survive, stamp'd on these lifeless things,<BR>The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed.<BR>And on the pedestal these words appear:<BR>'''"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:<BR>Look on my works, ye mighty, and despair!"<BR>Nothing beside remains: round the decay<BR> Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare,<BR>The lone and level sands stretch far away.'''

[[Image:William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905) - The Youth of Bacchus (1884).jpg|300px|thumb|right|They dare not devise good for man’s estate,<br> And yet they know not that they do not dare.]]
=== ''[[w:Prometheus Unbound|Prometheus Unbound]]'' (1818-1819) ===
[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section35.html Full text online]

* Ere Babylon was dust,<br>The Magus Zoroaster, my dead child,<br>Met his own image walking in the garden.<br>That apparition, sole of men, he saw.
** '''Earth''', Act I, l. 191

* '''In each human heart terror survives<br> The ravin it has gorged: the loftiest fear<br> All that they would disdain to think were true: <br> Hypocrisy and custom make their minds<br> The fanes of many a worship, now outworn.<br> They dare not devise good for man’s estate,<br> And yet they know not that they do not dare.'''
** '''Fury''', Act I, l. 618-624

[[Image:Gustave Moreau 006.jpg |thumb|right|Thy words are like a cloud of winged snakes;<br> And yet I pity those they torture not...]]
* '''The good want power, but to weep barren tears.<br> The powerful goodness want: worse need for them.<br> The wise want love; and those who love want wisdom;<br> And all best things are thus confused to ill.'''<br> Many are strong and rich, and would be just,<br> But live among their suffering fellow-men<br> As if none felt: they know not what they do.
** '''Fury''', Act I, l. 625-631

* '''Thy words are like a cloud of winged snakes;<br> And yet I pity those they torture not.'''
** '''Prometheus''', Act I, l. 632

* Peace is in the grave.<br>The grave hides all things beautiful and good.<br>I am a God and cannot find it there,<br>Nor would I seek it; for, though dread revenge,<br>This is defeat, fierce king, not victory.
** '''Prometheus''', Act I, l. 638

* He will watch from dawn to gloom<br>The lake-reflected sun illume<br>The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom,<br>Nor heed nor see, what things they be;<br>But from these create he can<br>Forms more real than living man,<br>Nurslings of immortality!
** '''Fourth Spirit''', Act I, l. 742

* To know nor faith, nor love, nor law, to be<br>Omnipotent but friendless, is to reign.
** '''Asia''', Act II, sc. iv, l. 47

* '''All love is sweet,<br>Given or returned. Common as light is love,<br>And its familiar voice wearies not ever.'''<br>Like the wide heaven, the all-sustaining air,<br>It makes the reptile equal to the God;<br>They who inspire it most are fortunate,<br>As I am now; but those who feel it most<br>Are happier still.
** '''Asia''', Act II, sc. v, l. 39

* Death is the veil which those who live call life;<br>They sleep, and it is lifted.
** '''Earth''', Act III, sc. iii, l. 113

* Nor yet exempt, though ruling them like slaves,<br>From chance, and death, and mutability,<br>The clogs of that which else might oversoar<br>The loftiest star of unascended heaven,<br>Pinnacled dim in the intense inane.
** '''Spirit of the Hour''', Act III, sc. iv, l. 200

* '''The pale stars are gone!<br> For the sun, their swift shepherd,<br> To their folds them compelling,<br> In the depths of the dawn,<br> Hastes, in meteor-eclipsing array, and the flee <br> Beyond his blue dwelling,<br> As fawns flee the leopard.'''
** '''Voice of Unseen Spirits''', Act IV, l. 1

* '''Familiar acts are beautiful through love.'''
** '''The Earth''', Act IV, l. 403

[[Image:Peter Paul Rubens 032.jpg|thumb|right|To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than Death or Night; To defy Power, which seems Omnipotent...]]
* Man, who wert once a despot and a slave,<br>A dupe and a deceiver! a decay,<br>A traveller from the cradle to the grave<br>Through the dim night of this immortal day.
** '''Demogorgon''', Act IV, l. 549

* This is the day, which down the void abysm<br> At the Earth-born’s spell yawns for Heaven’s despotism<br> And Conquest is dragged captive through the deep:<br> '''Love, from its awful throne of patient power<br> In the wise heart, from the last giddy hour<br> Of dread endurance, from the slippery, steep,<br> And narrow verge of crag-like agony, springs<br> And folds over the world its healing wings.'''
** '''Demogorgon''', Act IV, l. 554 - 561

[[Image:NYC Rockefeller Center Plaza by slonecker.jpg|thumb|right|To love, and bear; to hope, till Hope creates from its own wreck the thing it contemplates... This, like thy glory, Titan! is to be Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life; Joy, Empire, and Victory!]]
* '''Gentleness, Virtue, Wisdom, and Endurance,<br> These are the seals of that most firm assurance<br> Which bars the pit over Destruction’s strength''';<br> And if, with infirm hand, Eternity,<br> Mother of many acts and hours, should free<br> The serpent that would clasp her with his length;<br> These are the spells by which to reassume<br> An empire o’er the disentangled doom.
** '''Demogorgon''', Act IV, l. 562- 569

* '''To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite;<br>To forgive wrongs darker than Death or Night;<br>To defy Power, which seems Omnipotent;<br>To love, and bear; to hope, till Hope creates<br>From its own wreck the thing it contemplates;<br>Neither to change nor falter nor repent;<br>This, like thy glory, Titan! is to be<br>Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free;<br>This is alone Life; Joy, Empire, and Victory!'''
** '''Demogorgon''', Act IV, closing lines

=== ''[http://www.bartleby.com/139/shel115.html Julian and Maddalo]'' (1819) ===
* I love all waste<br>And solitary places; where we taste<br>The pleasure of believing what we see<br>Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.
** l. 14

* It is our will<br>That thus enchains us to permitted ill.<br>We might be otherwise, we might be all<br>We dream of happy, high, majestical.<br>'''Where is the love, beauty and truth we seek,<br>But in our mind? and if we were not weak,<br>Should we be less in deed than in desire?'''
** l. 170

* ''Me'' — who am as a nerve o'er which do creep<br>The else unfelt oppressions of this earth,<br>And was to thee the flame upon thy hearth,<br>When all beside was cold: — that thou on me<br>Shouldst rain these plagues of blistering agony!
** l. 449

* Most wretched men<br>Are cradled into poetry by wrong;<br>They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
** l. 543

[[Image:Storm clouds over swifts creek.jpg|244px|thumb|right|Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;<br>Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!]]
=== ''[[w:Ode to the West Wind|Ode to the West Wind]]'' (1819) ===
* O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being,<br>Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead<br>Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,<br>Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,<br>Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou,<br>Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed.
** St. I

* '''Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;<br>Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!'''
** St. I

* Thou dirge<br>Of the dying year, to which this closing night<br>Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,<br>Vaulted with all thy congregated might.
** St. II

[[Image:Snow in Colarado in the United States of America.jpeg |thumb|right|O Wind, If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?]]
* Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams<BR>The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,<BR>Lull'd by the coil of his crystalline streams<BR>Beside a pumice isle in Baiæ's bay,<BR>And saw in sleep old palaces and towers<BR>Quivering within the wave's intenser day,<BR>All overgrown with azure moss and flowers<BR>So sweet, the sense faints picturing them.
** St. III

* '''Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!<br>I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!'''
** St. IV

* '''Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:<br>What if my leaves are falling like its own!<br>The tumult of thy mighty harmonies<br>Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,<br>Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,<br>My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!'''
** St. V

* '''The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,<br>If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?'''
** St. V

=== ''[http://www.english.upenn.edu/Projects/knarf/PShelley/anarchy.html The Mask of Anarchy]'' (1819) ===

* '''As I lay asleep in Italy<br> There came a voice from over the Sea,<br> And with great power it forth led me<br> To walk in the visions of Poesy.'''
** St. 1

* I met Murder on the way — <br>He had a mask like Castlereagh — <br>Very smooth he looked, yet grim;<br>Seven blood-hounds followed him.
** St. 2

* All were fat; and well they might<br>Be in admirable plight,<br>For one by one, and two by two,<br>He tossed them human hearts to chew.
** St. 3

* '''And many more Destructions played<br> In this ghastly masquerade,<br> All disguised, even to the eyes,<br> Like Bishops, lawyers, peers, or spies.'''
** St. 7

* Last came Anarchy: he rode<br>On a white horse, splashed with blood;<br>He was pale even to the lips,<br>Like Death in the Apocalypse.
** St. 8

* And he wore a kingly crown;<br>And in his grasp a sceptre shone;<br>On his brow this mark I saw — <br>'I AM GOD, AND KING, AND LAW!'
** St. 9

* And with glorious triumph, they<br>Rode through England proud and gay,<br>Drunk as with intoxication<br>Of the wine of desolation.
** St. 12

* My father Time is weak and gray<br>With waiting for a better day;<br>See how idiot-like he stands,<br>Fumbling with his palsied hands!
** St. 23

* '''What is Freedom? — ye can tell<br>That which slavery is, too well —''' <br>For its very name has grown<br>To an echo of your own.
** St. 39

* Thou art Justice — ne'er for gold<br>May thy righteous laws be sold<br>As laws are in England — thou<br>Shield'st alike the high and low.
** St. 57

* What if English toil and blood<br>Was poured forth, even as a flood?<br>It availed, Oh, Liberty,<br>To dim, but not extinguish thee.
** St. 60

* Spirit, Patience, Gentleness,<br>All that can adorn and bless<br>Art thou — let deeds, not words, express<br>Thine exceeding loveliness.
** St. 64

* Let the blue sky overhead,<br>The green earth on which ye tread,<br>All that must eternal be<br>Witness the solemnity.
** St. 66

* From the haunts of daily life<br>Where is waged the daily strife<br>With common wants and common cares<br>Which sows the human heart with tares.
** St. 69

* Be your strong and simple words<br>Keen to wound as sharpened swords,<br>And wide as targes let them be,<br>With their shade to cover ye.
** St. 74

* Stand ye calm and resolute,<br>Like a forest close and mute,<br>With folded arms and looks which are<br>Weapons of unvanquished war.
** St. 79

* The old laws of England — they<br>Whose reverend heads with age are gray,<br>Children of a wiser day;<br>And whose solemn voice must be<br>Thine own echo — Liberty!
** St. 82

* Rise like Lions after slumber<br>In unvanquishable number — <br>Shake your chains to earth like dew<br>Which in sleep had fallen on you — <br>Ye are many — they are few.
** St. 91

[[Image:Anvil shaped cumulus panorama edit crop.jpg|244px|thumb|right|I am the daughter of Earth and Water, and the nursling of the Sky;<br> I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores; I change, but I cannot die.]]
=== ''[http://judithpordon.tripod.com/poetry/id314.html The Cloud]'' (1820)===
* '''I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers,<br> From the seas and the streams;<br> I bear light shade for the leaves when laid<br> In their noonday dreams.'''<br> From my wings are shaken the dews that waken<br> The sweet buds every one,<br> When rocked to rest on their mother's breast,<br> As she dances about the sun.<br> I wield the flail of the lashing hail,<br> And whiten the green plains under,<br> And then again I dissolve it in rain,<br> And laugh as I pass in thunder.
** St. 1

[[Image:Shelley Memorial, University College, Oxford.JPG|thumb|right|I silently laugh at my own cenotaph...]]
* '''I am the daughter of Earth and Water,<br> And the nursling of the Sky;<br> I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;<br> I change, but I cannot die.'''
** St. 7

* For after the rain when with never a stain<br> The pavilion of Heaven is bare,<br> And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams<br> Build up the blue dome of air,<br> I silently laugh at my own cenotaph,<br> And out of the caverns of rain,<br> Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb,<br> I arise and unbuild it again.
** St. 7 (A [[w:Cenotaph|cenotaph]] is an empty tomb or a monument erected in honor of a person who is buried elsewhere)

=== ''[[wikisource:To a Skylark|To a Skylark]]'' (1821) ===
* '''Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!<br>Bird thou never wert,<br>That from Heaven, or near it,<br>Pourest thy full heart<br>In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.'''
** St. 1

* And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
** St. 2

* Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.
** St. 4

* '''We look before and after,<br>And pine for what is not:<br>Our sincerest laughter<br>With some pain is fraught;<br>Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.'''
** St. 18

* '''Teach me half the gladness<br>That thy brain must know,<br>Such harmonious madness<br>From my lips would flow<br>The world should listen then — as I am listening now.'''
** St. 21

[[Image:Caspar David Friedrich - Der Wanderer über dem Nebelmeer.jpg|thumb|right|The world's great age begins anew,<br>The golden years return,<br>The earth doth like a snake renew<br>Her winter weeds outworn...]]
=== ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section83.html Hellas]'' (1821) ===
* Kings are like stars — they rise and set, they have<br>The worship of thw world, but no repose.
** l. 195

* '''The world's great age begins anew,<br>The golden years return,<br>The earth doth like a snake renew<br>Her winter weeds outworn;<br>Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam,<br>Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.'''
** l. 1060

* The world is weary of the past,<br>Oh, might it die or rest at last!
** Final chorus

[[Image:410px-Sun halo optical phenomenon.jpg|thumb|right|I never was attached to that great sect, whose doctrine is, that each one should select out of the crowd a mistress or a friend, and all the rest, though fair and wise, commend to cold oblivion...]]
=== ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section75.html Epipsychidion]'' (1821) ===
* '''My Song, I fear that thou wilt find but few<br> Who fitly shalt conceive thy reasoning, <br> Of such hard matter dost thou entertain'''; <br> Whence, if by misadventure, chance should bring <br> Thee to base company (as chance may do), <br> Quite unaware of what thou dost contain, <br> I prithee, comfort thy sweet self again, <br> '''My last delight! tell them that they are dull, <br> And bid them own that thou art beautiful.'''
** Dedication

* '''Poor captive bird! Who, from thy narrow cage,<br> Pourest such music, that it might assuage<br> The rugged hearts of those who prisoned thee,<br> Were they not deaf to all sweet melody.'''
** l. 9

* I never thought before my death to see<br> Youth's vision thus made perfect.
** l. 41

[[Image:Skye-Sunny Storr-arjecahn.jpg |thumb|right|Love is like understanding, that grows bright, gazing on many truths...]]
* '''Thy wisdom speaks in me, and bids me dare<br> Beacon the rocks on which high hearts are wreckt.<br> I never was attached to that great sect,<br> Whose doctrine is, that each one should select<br> Out of the crowd a mistress or a friend,<br> And all the rest, though fair and wise, commend<br> To cold oblivion''', though it is in the code<br> Of modern morals, and the beaten road<br> Which those poor slaves with weary footsteps tread,<br> Who travel to their home among the dead<br> By the broad highway of the world, and so<br> With one chained friend, — perhaps a jealous foe,<br> The dreariest and the longest journey go.
** l. 147

[[Image:Tiffany Education (center).JPG|244px|thumb|right|If you divide suffering and dross, you may diminish till it is consumed away; If you divide pleasure and love and thought, each part exceeds the whole; and we know not how much, while any yet remains unshared]]
* '''True Love in this differs from gold and clay,<br> That to divide is not to take away.<br> Love is like understanding, that grows bright,<br> Gazing on many truths'''; 'tis like thy light,<br> Imagination! which from earth and sky,<br> And from the depths of human phantasy,<br> As from a thousand prisms and mirrors, fills<br> The Universe with glorious beams, and kills<br> Error, the worm, with many a sun-like arrow<br> Of its reverberated lightning.

[[Image:William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905) - The Birth of Venus (1879).jpg |thumb|right|Bid them love each other and be blest:<br> And leave the troop which errs, and which reproves,<br> And come and be my guest, — for I am Love's.]]
* Mind from its object differs most in this:<br> Evil from good; misery from happiness;<br> The baser from the nobler; the impure<br> And frail, from what is clear and must endure.<br>''' If you divide suffering and dross, you may <br> Diminish till it is consumed away;<br> If you divide pleasure and love and thought, <br> Each part exceeds the whole; and we know not <br> How much, while any yet remains unshared,<br> Of pleasure may be gained, of sorrow spared:<br> This truth is that deep well, whence sages draw<br> The unenvied light of hope; the eternal law<br> By which those live, to whom this world of life<br> Is as a garden ravaged''', and whose strife<br> Tills for the promise of a later birth<br> The wilderness of this Elysian earth.
** l. 174

* '''Love's very pain is sweet''',<br> But its reward is in the world divine<br> Which, if not here, it builds beyond the grave.
** l. 595

* And '''bid them love each other and be blest:<br> And leave the troop which errs, and which reproves,<br> And come and be my guest, — for I am Love's.'''
** l. 602

[[Image:Adonis3.jpg |thumb|right|He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he...]]
=== ''[[w:Adonais|Adonais]]'' (1821) ===
* '''I weep for Adonais — he is dead!'''<br>O, weep for Adonais! though our tears<br>Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head!
** St. I

* '''Till the Future dares<br>Forget the Past, his fate and fame shall be<br>An echo and a light unto eternity!'''
** St. I

* Most musical of mourners, weep again!
** St. IV

* To that high Capital, where kingly Death<br>Keeps his pale court in beauty and decay,<br>He came.
** St. VI

* Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise!<br>She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain<br>She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.
** St. X

* And others came... Desires and Adorations,<br>Winged Persuasions and veiled Destinies,<br>Splendours, and GloOms, and glimmering Incarnations<br>Of hopes and fears, and twilight Phantasies;<br>And Sorrow, with her family of Sighs,<br>And Pleasure, blind with tears, led by the gleam<br>Of her own dying smile instead of eyes,<br>Came in slow pomp; — the moving pomp might seem<br>Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream.
** St. XIII

* Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone,<br>But grief returns with the revolving year.
** St. XVIII

* The intense atom glows<br>A moment, then is quenched in a most cold repose.
** St. XX

* Alas! that all we loved of him should be,<br>But for our grief, as if it had not been,<br>And grief itself be mortal! Woe is me!<br>Whence are we, and why are we? of what scene<br>The actors or spectators?
** St. XXI

* '''As long as skies are blue, and fields are green,<br>Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow,<br>Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow.'''
** St. XXI

* '''The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame<br>Over his living head like Heaven is bent,<br>An early but enduring monument,<br>Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song<br>In sorrow.'''
** St. XXX

* A pardlike Spirit beautiful and swift — <br>A Love in desolation masked; — a Power<br>Girt round with weakness; — it can scarce uplift<br>The weight of the superincumbent hour;<br>It is a dying lamp, a falling shower,<br>A breaking billow; — even whilst we speak<br>Is it not broken? On the withering flower<br>The killing sun smiles brightly: on a cheek<br>The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
** St. XXXII

* What softer voice is hushed over the dead?<br>Athwart what brow is that dark mantle thrown?<br>What form leans sadly o'er the white death — bed,<br>In mockery of monumental stone,<br>The heavy heart heaving without a moan?
** St. XXXV

[[Image:Lightning02.jpg|thumb|right|He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice in all her music...]]
* '''Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep — <br>He hath awakened from the dream of life.'''
** St. XXXIX

* He has outsoared the shadow of our night;<br>Envy and calumny and hate and pain,<br>And that unrest which men miscall delight,<br>Can touch him not and torture not again;<br>From the contagion of the world's slow stain<br>He is secure, and now can never mourn<br>A heart grown cold, a head grown grey in vain.
** St. XL

* '''He lives, he wakes — 'tis Death is dead, not he''';<br>Mourn not for Adonais. — Thou young Dawn,<br>Turn all thy dew to splendour, for from thee<br>The spirit thou lamentest is not gone.
** St. XLI

[[Image:Thanksgiving chapel interior.jpg|thumb|right|The One remains, the many change and pass;<br>Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly;<br>Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,<br>Stains the white radiance of Eternity...]]
* '''He is made one with Nature: there is heard<br>His voice in all her music, from the moan<br>Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird.'''
** St. XLII

* '''He is a portion of the loveliness<br>Which once he made more lovely.'''
** St. XLIII

* '''The One remains, the many change and pass;<br>Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly;<br>Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass,<br>Stains the white radiance of Eternity,<br>Until Death tramples it to fragments.'''
** St. LII

* '''The soul of Adonais, like a star,<br>Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.'''
** St. LV

[[Image:Antelope Canyon Mittags.jpg|thumb|right|Rarely, rarely, comest thou,<br>Spirit of Delight!<br>Wherefore hast thou left me now<br>Many a day and night?]]
=== ''[http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley/17889 Song: Rarely, Rarely, Comest Thou]'' (1821) ===
* '''Rarely, rarely, comest thou,<br>Spirit of Delight!<br>Wherefore hast thou left me now<br>Many a day and night?'''<br>Many a weary night and day<br>'Tis since thou are fled away.
** St. 1

* Let me set my mournful ditty<br>To a merry measure;<br>Thou wilt never come for pity,<br>Thou wilt come for pleasure;<br>Pity then will cut away<br>Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay.
** St. 4

[[Image:Stpetersbasilicaholyspiritwindow.jpg |thumb|right|I love Love — though he has wings, and like light can flee...]]
* I love tranquil solitude,<br>And such society<br>As is quiet, wise, and good;<br>Between thee and me<br>What difference? but thou dost possess<br>The things I seek, not love them less.
** St. 7

* '''I love Love — though he has wings,<br>And like light can flee''',<br>But above all other things,<br>Spirit, I love thee — <br>Thou art love and life! Oh come,<br>Make once more my heart thy home.
** St. 8

[[Image:Sunset Solar Halo at Keys View of Joshua Tree National Park.jpg|thumb|right|Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present...]]
=== ''[http://www.bartleby.com/27/23.html A Defense of Poetry]'' (1821) ===
* '''Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.'''

* Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

* '''Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the happiest and best minds.'''

* '''Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present; the words which express what they understand not; the trumpets which sing to battle, and feel not what they inspire; the influence which is moved not, but moves. Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.'''

=== ''[http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/section302.html To Jane: The Invitation]'' (1822) ===
* Best and brightest, come away!
** l. 1

* And like a prophetess of May<br>Strewed flowers upon the barren way,<br>Making the wintry world appear<br>Like one on whom thou smilest, dear.
** l. 17

* Away, away, from men and towns,<br>To the wild wood and the downs — <br>To the silent wilderness<br>Where the soul need not repress<br>Its music lest it should not find<br>An echo in another’s mind.
** l. 21

* I am gone into the fields<br>To take what this sweet hour yields; — <br>Reflection, you may come to-morrow,<br>Sit by the fireside with Sorrow. — <br>You with the unpaid bill, Despair, — <br>You, tiresome verse-reciter, Care, — <br>I will pay you in the grave, — <br>Death will listen to your stave.
** l. 31

== Attributed ==
* '''A husband and wife ought to continue united so long as they love each other. Any law which should bind them to cohabitation for one moment after the decay of their affection would be a most intolerable tyranny, and the most unworthy of toleration.'''

* A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds.

* A wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near,<br>And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness<br>Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss.

* '''All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil.'''

* '''Change is certain.''' Peace is followed by disturbances; departure of evil men by their return. Such recurrences should not constitute occasions for sadness but realities for awareness, so that one may be happy in the interim.

* Chastity is a monkish and evangelical superstition, a greater foe to natural temperance even than unintellectual sensuality; it strikes at the root of all domestic happiness, and consigns more than half of the human race to misery.

* Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.

* First our pleasures die — and then our hopes, and then our fears — and when these are dead, the debt is due dust claims dust — and we die too.

* Heaven's ebon vault, studded with stars unutterably bright, through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, seems like a canopy which love has spread to curtain her sleeping world.

* 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.

* History is a cyclic poem written by time upon the memories of man.

* I have drunken deep of joy,<br>And I will taste no other wine tonight.

* '''I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect on which we trample, are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.'''

* '''Life may change, but it may fly not;<br>Hope may vanish, but can die not;<br>Truth be veiled, but still it burneth;<br>Love repulsed, — but it returneth.'''

* '''Love is free; to promise for ever to love the same woman is not less absurd than to promise to believe the same creed; such a vow in both cases excludes us from all inquiry.'''

* '''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.'''

* Music, when soft voices die,<br>Vibrates in the memory;<br>Odors, when sweet violets sicken,<br>Live within the sense they quicken.

* Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.

* '''Reason respects the differences, and imagination the similitudes of things.'''

* Revenge is the naked idol of the worship of a semi-barbarous age.

* '''Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.'''

[[Image:Hoag's object.jpg|144px|thumb|right|The more we study the more we discover our ignorance...]]
* '''The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.'''

* The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself.

* 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!

* Though we eat little flesh and drink no wine,<br>Yet let's be merry; we'll have tea and toast;<br>Custards for supper, and an endless host<br>Of syllabubs and jellies and mince-pies,<br>And other such ladylike luxuries.

* Tragedy delights by affording a shadow of the pleasure which exists in pain.

* Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.

* War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

* 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.

== Quotes about Shelley ==

* I regard Shelley's early 'atheism' and later Pantheism, as simply the negative and the affirmative side of the same progressive but harmonious life-creed. In his earlier years his disposition was towards a vehement denial of a theology which he never ceased to detest; in his maturer years he made more frequent reference to the great [[w:Geist#The_Weltgeist|World Spirit]] in whom he had from the first believed. He grew wiser in the exercise of his religious faith, but the faith was the same throughout; there, was progression, but no essential change.
** Henry S. Salt in ''Percy Bysshe shelley, Poet and Pioneer'' (1913)

==External links==
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* [[w:Project Gutenberg|Project Gutenberg]] e-texts of [http://onlinebooks.library.upenn.edu/webbin/gutbook/author?name=Shelley%2c%20Percy%20Bysshe some of Percy Bysshe Shelley's works]
* [http://etext.library.adelaide.edu.au/s/shelley/percy_bysshe/s54cp/ The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley]
* [http://www.poetseers.org/the_romantics/percy_bysshe_shelley/shelleys_poems/ Selected Poems of Shelley]
*A talk on Shelley's politics (MP3) by [[w:Paul Foot|Paul Foot]] of the British [[w:Socialist Workers Party (UK)|Socialist Workers Party]]: [http://mp3.lpi.org.uk/footshelleya.mp3 part 1], [http://mp3.lpi.org.uk/footshelleyb.mp3 part 2]
* [http://www.stirnet.com/HTML/genie/british/ss4as/shelley01.htm A pedigree of the Shelley family]

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