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'tis He, arrayed In the soft light of his own smiles, which spread Like radiance from the cloud-surrounded moon ...

silent those sweet lips, Once breathing eloquence That might have soothed a tiger's rage Or thawed the cold heart of a conqueror.

Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong: They learn in suffering what they teach in song.

Poets are the hierophants of an unapprehended inspiration; the mirrors of the gigantic shadows which futurity casts upon the present.

I wish no living thing to suffer pain.

There is no real wealth but the labor of man.

Through the sunset of hope,
Like the shapes of a dream,
What paradise islands of glory gleam!

Lost Echo sits amid the voiceless mountains, And feeds her grief.

In the golden lightning Of the sunken sun O'er which clouds are brightening, Thou dost float and run Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.

I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown.

O weep for Adonis - He is dead."
"Peace. He is not dead he doth not sleep - he hath wakened from the dream of life

Within my heart is the lamp of love,
And that is day!

In proportion as a man is selfish, so far has he receded from the motive which constitutes virtue.

Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow Back to the burning fountain whence it came, A portion of the Eternal.

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.

Kings are like stars,-they rise and set, they have The worship of the world, but no repose.

What do you think? Young women of rank eat - you will never guess what - garlick!

The cloud of mind is discharging its collected lightning.

I love snow, snow, and all the forms of radiant frost.

No more alone through the world's wilderness,
Although I trod the paths of high intent,
I journeyed now: no more companionless

War, waged from whatever motive, extinguishes the sentiment of reason and justice in the mind.

Nothing of him that doth fade But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange

Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on.

It is easier to suppose that the universe has existed for all eternity than to conceive a being beyond its limits capable of creating it.

Those who love not their fellow-beings live unfruitful lives, and prepare for their old age a miserable grave.

One nightingale in an interfluous wood Satiate the hungry dark with melody.

That sweet sleep which medicines all pain.

I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar;

The more we study, the more we discover our ignorance

Poetry, in a general sense, may be defined to be 'the expression of the imagination': and poetry is connate with the origin of man.

Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon.

Ah, woe is me! Winter is come and gone. But grief returns with the revolving year.

A single word even may be a spark of inextinguishable thought

No more let life divide what death can join together.

I love tranquil solitude
And such society
As is quiet, wise, and good.

For love and beauty and delight, there is no death nor change.

By all that is sacred in our hope for the human race, I conjure those who love happiness and truth to give a fair trial to the vegetable system!

Design must be proved before a designer can be inferred.

Obedience indeed is only the pitiful and cowardly egotism of him who thinks that he can do something better than reason.

I had rather not have any more of my hopes and illusions mocked by sad realities.

How beautiful is sunset when the glow Of Heaven descends upon a land like thee, Thou Paradise of exiles, Italy!

[Poetry] strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bear the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms.

The intense atom glows A moment, then is quenched in a most cold repose.

Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

Twin-sister of Religion, Selfishness.

It is found easier, by the short-sighted victims of disease, to palliate their torments by medicine, than to prevent them by regimen

I love Love
though he has wings, And like light can flee.

Underneath Day's azure eyes, Ocean's nursling, Venice lies, A peopled labyrinth of walls, Amphitrite's destined halls

Let there be light! Said Liberty , And like sunrise from the sea, Athens arose!

Of Planets, struggling fierce towards heaven's free wilderness.

Hence all original religions are allegorical, or susceptible of allegory, and, like Janus, have a double face of false and true

Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth The sage in meditation found.

Music, when soft voices die, vibrates in the memory.

I have been a wanderer among distant fields. I have sailed down mighty rivers.

Deceit with sternness, ignorance with pride,

Fate,Time,Occasion,Chance, and Change? To these All things are subject but eternal love.

A pard-like spirit, beautiful and swift.

Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth.

This secret in the pregnant womb of time,
Too vast a matter for so weak a rhyme.

It is among men of genius and science that atheism alone is found.

One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.

As belief is a passion of the mind, no degree of criminality is attachable to disbelief; ...

It creates anew the universe after it has been annihilated in our minds by the recurrence of impressions blunted by reiteration.

When the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead - When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed ...

The soul's joy lies in doing.

Joy, once lost, is pain

If certain Critics were as clearsighted as they are malignant, how great would be the benefit to be derived from their writings!

People should riot for their freedom but first they have to understand who they are and how they are ruled.

If winter comes, can spring be far behind?

Death is the veil which those who live call life;
They sleep, and it is lifted.

Virtue owns a more eternal foe Than Force or Fraud: old Custom, legal Crime, And bloody Faith the foulest birth of Time.

The moon of Mahomet Arose, and it shall set; While, blazoned as on heaven's immortal noon, The cross leads generations on.

And bid them love each other and be blest:
And leave the troop which errs, and which reproves,
And come and be my guest, - for I am Love's.

Words are but holy as the deeds they cover.

Man is of soul and body, formed for deeds Of high resolve; on fancy's boldest wing.

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.

I am convinced that there can be no regeneration of mankind until laughter is put down.

We are all Greeks. Our laws, our literature, our religion, our arts have their root in Greece

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

True Love in this differs from gold and clay,/That to divide is not to take away.

I met Murder on the way -
He had a mask like Castlereagh

Familiar acts are beautiful through love.

I consider poetry very subordinate to moral and political science.

But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!

The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed:

If a person's religious ideas correspond not with your own, love him nevertheless

O heart, and mind, and thoughts! what thing do you Hope to inherit in the grave below?

Peace, peace! he is not dead, he doth not sleep - He hath awakened from the dream of life

Titles are tinsel, power a corrupter, glorya bubble, and excessive wealth a libel on its possessor.

Jealousy's eyes are green.

Deep truth is imageless.

Are we not formed, as notes of music are,
For one another, though dissimilar?

The cloud shadows of midnight possess their own repose ...

But hope will make thee young, for Hope and Youth
Are children of one mother, even Love.

Worse than despair,
Worse than the bitterness of death, is hope.

Reviewers, with some rare exceptions, are a most stupid and malignant race.

Tomes / Of reasoned wrong, glozed on by ignorance

Poets and philosophers are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

In a drama of the highest order there is little food for censure or hatred; it teaches rather self-knowledge and self-respect.

All spirits are enslaved which serve things evil.