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sweetlittlewallflower: “Soul meets soul on lovers lips.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley

soul meets soul on lovers’ lips… percy bysshe shelley

The Banquet of Plato Percy Bysshe Shelley Cassell & Company Limited, edition 1887 Archive Vintage

Logo, 1887, Cassel & Company Limited Edition, 1887

wmilam: from The Masque of Anarchy by Percy Bysshe Shelley

gregorystgermain: “Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.”- Percy Bysshe Shelley S. K.

All high poetry is infinite; it is as the first acorn, which contained all oaks potentially. Veil after veil may be undrawn, and the inmost naked beauty of the meaning never exposed. – From Percy Bysshe Shelley, “A Defence of Poetry”

“I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine tonight.” ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

kecobe: Luxury Bookbindingsof the Belle ÉpoqueThe New York Public Library, Spencer Collection from top, counterclockwiseBinding (1910) by Riviere & Son (English; ca. 1840–1939) Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Sensitive Plant [and Early Poems] (London,

sumisa-lily: “I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine tonight.” ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley

I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: “Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor

The Shelley Memorial, University College, Oxford England.

pearl-nautilus: “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

djferreira224: AUTUMN TO WINTER by ajpscs on Flickr. O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind? ~ Percy Bysshe Shelley wow

gerardpas: sleeping poetry model: Vanessa @watercolourpaint“Poetry strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bare the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms.” Percy Bysshe Shelley

gerardpas: sleeping poetry model: Vanessa @watercolourpaint“Poetry strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bare the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms.” Percy Bysshe Shelley

colecciones: Mick Jagger reads a Percy Bysshe Shelley poem during a eulogy for Brian Jones at The Rolling Stones’ concert in Hyde Park, 1969.

the-evil-clergyman:The Dying Narcissus, from Percy Bysshe Shelley’s The Sensitive Plant by Laurence Housman (1899)

massimomeridio: Quella fanciulla sferica ricolma di fuoco bianco che i mortali chiamano Luna scivola splendida sul mio corpo simile a un vello che sia stato steso a mezzanotte dai venti Percy Bysshe Shelley

A locket with hair from Mary Shelley and her husband, Percy Bysshe Shelley. Bodleian Library, Oxford

lookforalice:“Soul meets soul on lovers lips.” ― Percy Bysshe Shelley

centuriespast: A locket with hair from Mary Shelley and her husband, Percy Bysshe Shelley. CreditBodleian Library, Oxford

hismarmorealcalm: Edward Onslow Ford (1852 - 1901) Head of statue of Percy Bysshe Shelley Memorial University College Oxford

stonemen: Edward Onslow Ford (1852-1901). Poet Percy Bysshe Shelley memorial. Oxford university college. (Although he was expelled from the college…)

isaidyesiwillyes:Percy Bysshe Shelley memorial, University College, OxfordBy Edward Onslow Ford

Fuck Yeah, Poetry!: Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Ozymandias"

innerbohemienne: “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, Adonais

xshayarsha:Percy Bysshe Shelley Memorial, University College, Oxford.

xshayarsha: Percy Bysshe Shelley Memorial, University College, Oxford.

xshayarsha: Percy Bysshe Shelley Memorial, University College, Oxford.

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shhhaftermidnight: “Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.” - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound

centuriespast: A locket with hair from Mary Shelley and her husband, Percy Bysshe Shelley. CreditBodleian Library, Oxford

gerardpas: sleeping poetry model: Vanessa @watercolourpaint“Poetry strips the veil of familiarity from the world, and lays bare the naked and sleeping beauty which is the spirit of its forms.” Percy Bysshe Shelley

greenreblooming: „Our sweetest songs are thosethat tell of saddest thought.“ - Percy Bysshe Shelley (from “To a Skylark”)

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.- Percy Bysshe Shelley

youlookgoodlikethat: Maya CW There is a snake in thy smile, my dear, And bitter poison within thy tear. — Percy Bysshe Shelley, Beatrice Cenci.

youlookgoodlikethat: Maya CW Silence! Oh, well are Death and Sleep and Thou Three brethren named, the guardians gloomy-winged, Of one abyss, where life and truth and joy Are swallowed up. —Percy Bysshe Shelley, Fragments, Silence.

sr-lv: slut—degradation: I have drunken deep of joy,And I will taste no other wine to-night.— Percy Bysshe Shelley, The Cenci

stef63: ladybeeisfabulousnaked: If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?Percy Bysshe Shelley Gorgeous ass

mortisia: Locket with hair from Mary Shelley & Percy Bysshe Shelley. Interestingly, the date 1816 is the time at Villa Diodati and the creation of the Frankenstein by Mary Shelley and 1822 the year Percy Bysshe Shelley drowned. (edit)

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