"Blessed are the pure in heart, for they shall see God." Blessed are those who have preserved internal sanctity of soul; who are conscious of no secret deceit; who are the same in act as they are in desire; who conceal no thought, no tendencies of thought, from their own conscience; who are faithful and sincere witnesses, before the tribunal of their own judgments, of all that passes within their mind. Such as these shall see God.
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire! - Percy Bysshe Shelley
I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire!
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Oh lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fear not for the future, weep not for the past.
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. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
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 bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams.
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds. - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Strange thoughts beget strange deeds.
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth! - Percy Bysshe Shelley
Life may change, but it may fly not; Hope may vanish, but can die not; Truth be veiled, but still it burneth; Love repulsed, - but it returneth!
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