• Categories
  • Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes   437
  • One word is too often profaned For me to profane it, One feeling too falsely disdain'd For thee to disdain it. One hope too like dispair For prudence to smother, I can give not what men call love: But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And heaven rejects not: The desire of the moth for the star, The devotion of something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes , Stars Quotes , Heart Quotes
  • At the very time that philosophers of the most enterprising benevolence were founding in Greece those institutions which have rendered it the wonder and luminary of the world, am I required to believe that the weak and wicked king of an obscure and barbarous nation, a murderer, a traitor and a tyrant, was the man after God's own heart?
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes , Atheist Quotes , Kings Quotes
  • Senseless is the breast and cold Which relenting love would fold; Bloodless are the veins and chill Which the pulse of pain did fill; Every little living nerve That from bitter words did swerve Round the tortur'd lips and brow, Are like sapless leaflets now Frozen upon December's bough.
  • 5 years ago



    Tags : Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes , Pain Quotes , Pulse Quotes