7 Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes on Solitude

Percy Bysshe Shelley quotes on solitude

3. Dar'st thou amid the varied To live alone, an isolated thing?

25. Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.

85. I love all waste And solitary places; where we taste The pleasure of believing what we see Is boundless, as we wish our souls to be.

128. My Song, I fear that thou wilt find but few Who fitly shalt conceive thy reasoning, Of such hard matter dost thou entertain; Whence, if by misadventure, chance should bring Thee to base company (as chance may do), Quite unaware of what thou dost contain, I prithee, comfort thy sweet self again, My last delight! tell them that they are dull, And bid them own that thou art beautiful.

158. I love tranquil solitude, And such society As is quiet, wise, and good; Between thee and me What difference? but thou dost possess The things I seek, not love them less.

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

172. Away, away, from men and towns, To the wild wood and the downs - To the silent wilderness Where the soul need not repress Its music lest it should not find An echo in another's mind.

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