top of page
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley

"Hail to thee blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert That from Heaven or near it Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art."

Standard 
 Customized
"Hail to thee blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert That from Heaven or near it Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art."

Exlpore more Inspirational quotes

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"What you dream of, you will possess."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"The final proof of greatness lies in being able to endure criticism without resentment."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"Hope itself is like a star- not to be seen in the sunshine of prosperity, and only to be discovered in the night of adversity."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"Don't be pushed by your problems. Be led by your dreams."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"The best effort of a fine person is felt after we have left their presence."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"You have come from the shadow of the heroin and the shadow of your brother, my friend. Come from the shadow of yourself, if you dare."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"Persist with great passion and fulfill your great dreams."

Quote_1.png
Amber Hurdle

"With passionate dedication and work hard, you will fulfill your dreams."

Explore more quotes by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight."
Quote_1.png
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."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"Nothing wilts faster than laurels that have been rested upon."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"The pleasure that is in sorrow is sweeter than the pleasure of pleasure itself."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"January grey is here Like a sexton by her grave February bears the bier March with grief doth howl and rave And April weeps - but O ye hours! Follow with May's fairest flowers."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"Man's yesterday may never be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"Soul meets soul on lovers' lips."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"A poet is a nightingale, who sits in darkness and sings to cheer its own solitude with sweet sounds."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"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."
Quote_1.png
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"When soul meets soul on lovers' lips."
bottom of page