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davymontesquieu: "The Indian Serenade" by Percy Bysshe Shelley (read by Tom O'Bedlam)

valeriemwoodard: May 15: "I love tranquil solitude, and such society as is quiet, wise, and good." -Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)

therealjenmedia: “That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon.” Percy Bysshe Shelley

BenMajidadi: In 1841, Edward Moxon was found guilty of the publication of a blasphemous libel (Percy Bysshe Shelley's Queen Mab..) The last person in Britain to be sent to prison for blasphemy was John William Gott on 9 December 1921. He had three previous convictions for blasphemy when he

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

juanwitt: "Familiar acts are beautiful through love." - Percy Bysshe Shelley I've learned that every day you should reach out and touch someone. People love a warm hug, or just a friendly pat on the back. - Maya Angelou

ttrueten: Rise like lions after slumber in unvanquishable number – shake your chains to earth like dew which in sleep had fallen on you – Ye are many – they are few. Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 – 1822)

incandescaent: More notes: - I made this using Weebly! It was very easy, actually, and free. - The title of the campaign is from Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Song to the Men of England" - The headers on the page are from Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Mask of Anarchy."

ElTablaz: This morning, I woke up to the feeling of reading the poem, “Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley. The speaker in this poem met a traveler from an antique or ancient land. The traveler describes to the speaker the crumbling remains of a statue of an Egyptian Pharaoh, Ozymandias,

PBShelley1822: “The sunlight claps the earth, and the moonbeams kiss the sea: what are all these kissings worth, if thou kiss not me?” - Percy Bysshe Shelley

orpheus_laments: Sonnet by Percy Bysshe Shelley

HiRISE: MarsPoetica “I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, when the winds are breathing low, and the stars are shining bright.” —Percy Bysshe Shelley

Bittu_Vashishth: The psychological and moral comfort of a presence The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man. — Percy Bysshe Shelley RAQESH IN SARSENAPATI HAMBIRRAO

bluebox99: And Spring arose on the garden fair, Like the Spirit of Love felt everywhere; And each flower and herb on Earth’s dark breast rose from the dreams of its wintry rest. Percy Bysshe Shelley

Bittu_Vashishth: Percy Bysshe Shelley: The psychological and moral comfort of a presence The psychological and moral comfort of a presence at once humble and understanding-this is the greatest benefit that the dog has bestowed upon man. — Percy Bysshe Shelley 10YRS OF SIDHARTH AS SHIV

orpheus_laments: To -- by Percy Bysshe Shelley

BlountLiberty: "Government is an evil; it is only the thoughtlessness and vices of men that make it a necessary evil. When all men are good and wise, government will of itself decay." Percy Bysshe Shelley

jRayJn: The other glowing like the vital morn, When throned on ocean’s wave It breathes over the world: Yet both so passing strange and wonderful! - The Daemon of The World, Percy Bysshe Shelley

enounze: Poetry is the record of the best and happiest moments of the best minds, the very image of life expressed in its eternal truth. Percy Bysshe Shelley

Titania2468: 'Soul meets soul on lovers' lips' - Percy Bysshe Shelley The Kiss (1859, detail) by Francesco Hayez

SmaragdinaVisio: Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1792 – 1822

SId_Fan_Club: And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far Percy Bysshe Shelley, January 1818

NovelteaseSEA: There's no one more suited to the sublime and melancholy beauty of the Romantic era than co-artistic director Fosse Jack. This Saturday at Rhythm & Rhyme he'll interpret the poetic rhythms of Percy Bysshe Shelley to live music. Still need tickets?

LLReview: “Ozymandias” by Percy Bysshe Shelley

BonsiBoulevard: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!' Nothing beside remains. The lone and level sands stretch far away.” -percy bysshe shelley

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doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

adambwriter: Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy? —Percy Bysshe Shelley

OccultDetective: “The cemetery is an open space among the ruins, covered in winter with violets and daisies. It might make one in love with death, to think that one should be buried in so sweet a place.” — Percy Bysshe Shelley

JustBricksTales: 3/3 Rise, like lions after slumber In unvanquishable number! Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you: Ye are many—they are few!" Percy Bysshe Shelley's 'call to courage' - as potent now as it ever was!

alfiiealexa: Our sweetest songs are those of saddest thought. -Percy Bysshe Shelley

PrakritikLife: "Let the blue sky overhead, The green earth on which ye tread, All that must eternal be Witness the solemnity." - Percy Bysshe Shelley

drewdellinger: "Though the sound overpowers, Sing again, with your dear voice revealing A tone Of some world far from ours, Where music and moonlight and feeling Are one." —Percy Bysshe Shelley, "To Jane: The Keen Stars Were Twinkling" (1839)

orpheus_laments: Fragment: 'Alas! This Is Not What I Thought Life Was' by Percy Bysshe Shelley

DonWinters68: “All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil.”― Percy Bysshe Shelley

WealdWordsmith: Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory. Percy Bysshe Shelley

fraistat: The large one is almost the size of Volume VII of The Complete Poetry of Percy Bysshe Shelley

binaural_test: Ozymandias by Percy Bysshe Shelley:

362t: "All love is sweet, given or returned." Percy Bysshe Shelley

BobClimko: The soul's joy lies in doing. Percy Bysshe Shelley

aliterarybot: Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is —Percy Bysshe Shelley, 'Ode to the West Wind'

ideasareeasy: It's also a line from the poem "Ozymandias" by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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yomi_olympic: You can buy the complete poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley -- first edition annotated by his wife Mary. What if you want the complete works of Mary (Frankenstein, etc.)? Never been done.

BasqPhilosopher: Percy Bysshe Shelley is believed to have lived in a state of constant Bysshe . . .

cyberalgo: “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.” —Percy Bysshe Shelley

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

Ginsbergpoem: Allen Ginsberg on Percy Bysshe Shelley - “Stanzas Written in Dejection.." -

the_brainstrust: 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!'Percy Bysshe Shelley. If only our Politicians could understand the transitory nature of life and that everything, including their brief influence on society is temporary.

Ginsbergpoem: Allen Ginsberg on Percy Bysshe Shelley - “Stanzas Written in Dejection.." -

_aletheia_dada_: “Ode to the West Wind” by Percy Bysshe Shelley

tankie_think: The statue of Ramses II that inspired Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem "Ozymandias"

DomenchDan: "Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness." - Percy Bysshe Shelley

AUR0PH0BIC: “Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.”– Percy Bysshe Shelley

SamizdatThat: "A story of particular facts is as a mirror which obscures and distorts that which should be beautiful: poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted." - Percy Bysshe Shelley- "In Defence of Poetry"

orpheus_laments: Sonnet by Percy Bysshe Shelley

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

bo_palinic: And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare That lone and level sands stretch far away. - Percy Bysshe Shelley

cpereztejada: Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far. Ozymandias Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1792-1822

jRayJn: The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow? - One Word Is Too Often Profaned, Percy Bysshe Shelley

OdysseyNumber5: Fragment: Thoughts Come And Go In Solitude My thoughts arise and fade in solitude The verse that would invest them melts away Like moonlight in the heaven of spreading day: How beautiful they were, how firm they stood Flecking the starry sky like woven pearl! Percy Bysshe Shelley

paul_jkrause: And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away. - Percy Bysshe Shelley

sanschain: Jawbreaker fans retrieving their heaviest copies of Percy Bysshe Shelley's "Alastor, or The Spirit of Solitude" for the battle ahead

g_omira: To be omnipotent but friendless is to reign. ~Percy Bysshe Shelley

AidenHeung: Rise like Lions after slumber/in unvanquishable number,/ shake your chains to earth like dew/ which in sleep had fallen on you —/ Ye are many—they are few. —The Mask of Anarchy, Percy Bysshe Shelley

ZephyrsJournal: With hue like that when some great painter dips His pencil in the gloom of earthquake and eclipse. - Percy Bysshe Shelley

Baba_G_Quotes: Fear not for the future, weep not for the past. - Percy Bysshe Shelley

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

e13a7d4cd627491: "Familiar acts are beautiful through love." ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

DomenchDan: "Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness." - Percy Bysshe Shelley

OFidhne: “A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings.” ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

OFidhne: “Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world.” ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

trine777: When my cats aren't happy, I'm not happy ... because I know they're sitting there, thinking up ways to get even. ~~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

NeolithicSheep: 'Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you - Ye are many - they are few. (Percy Bysshe Shelley, on the occasion of the Peterloo Massacre)

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eeudaiimoniia: the percy bysshe shelley urge to become the wind and be free

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

_Chicanery: Not many people know this, but the Bysshe in Percy Bysshe Shelley is actually short for "Bishounen". This is because Percy Bishounen Shelley was the original femboy.

alibraryimplies: And on the pedestal, these words appear: My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair! Nothing beside remains. —ozymandias, percy bysshe shelley

nekomessiah144: He also wrote on William Blake, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and Charles Baudelaire, and his elegy on the latter, Ave Atque Vale (1867–68), is among his finest works.

Chira_F: "Fear not for the future, weep not for the past." - Percy Bysshe Shelley

drzeeshanbaig: 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

weatherStorey: Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches... -- Percy Bysshe Shelley

kkcthornton: Art thou pale for weariness Percy Bysshe Shelley Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?

SpektralHeart: Rise, like lions after slumber In unvanquishable number! Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you: Ye are many — they are few! Percy Bysshe Shelley

VeraCausa9: He gave man speech, and speech created thought, which is the measure of the universe. -Percy Bysshe Shelley, 'Prometheus Unbound', 1820

mister_10_below: I don't want to hear about how acid mushrooms made us smarter. I don't want a debate. Call me when they're talking about Percy Bysshe Shelley. I resent Twitter. I resent memes. I will never have a following. I don't want one.

Aileen09101: “Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley OPM HITMAKER ANJI

name_is_swami: ..The City's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's -Percy Bysshe Shelley

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orpheus_laments: Similes for Two Political Characters of 1819 by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Booksmiscellany: Percy Bysshe Shelley: Mutability. Regardless of our condition or circumstances, we are all subject to the endless power of change.

doriiyoun: [명언]If winter comes, can spring be far behind? (Percy Bysshe Shelley)

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absforhadbd: Whoever is careless with the truth in small matters cannot be trusted with important matters. - Percy Bysshe Shelley MUNAWAR FOR THE WIN

absforhadbd: Don’t trust the person who has broken faith once. - Percy Bysshe Shelley MUNAWAR FOR THE WIN



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