Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley

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War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

War is the statesman's game, the priest's delight, the lawyer's jest, the hired assassin's trade.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.

Obscenity, which is ever blasphemy against the divine beauty in life, is a monster for which the corruption of society forever brings forth new food, which it devours in secret.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

Poetry is a sword of lightning, ever unsheathed, which consumes the scabbard that would contain it.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

The great instrument of moral good is the imagination.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

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

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

Poetry lifts the veil from the hidden beauty of the world, and makes familiar objects be as if they were not familiar.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

O, wind, if winter comes, can spring be far behind?

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

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.

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

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

Poets are the unacknowledged legislators of the world.

- Percy Bysshe Shelley

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