Maxioms by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only read more
Man has no right to kill his brother. It is no excuse that he does so in uniform: he only adds the infamy of servitude to the crime of murder.
O, white innocence,
That thou shouldst wear the mask of guilt to hide
Thine awful and serenest read more
O, white innocence,
That thou shouldst wear the mask of guilt to hide
Thine awful and serenest countenance
From those who know thee not!
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
Familiar acts are beautiful through love.
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.
Poetry is a mirror which makes beautiful that which is distorted.
No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
