Percy Bysshe Shelley

British Romantic poet (1792–1822)

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Lived 1792–1822, aged 30United Kingdom

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1792–1822
Aged 30

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Updated 2026-06-09

He drowned at 29 without an audience. Then the poems landed—radical, technically flawless, and so politically volatile that publishers feared libel. By the time the 20th century arrived, Shelley had become the poet other poets measured themselves against.

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Shelley's poetry and prose were radical enough in political and religious content that much went unpublished or expurgated during his lifetime to avoid prosecution. He achieved no fame before his death, but his work found readers in Owenist and Chartist circles from the 1820s onward, eventually drawing admirers from Karl Marx to Gandhi. His life zigzagged through family crises, ill health, and backlash over his atheism and defiance of social convention. In 1818 he left England for good, settling in Italy with his second wife Mary Shelley, author of Frankenstein. Over four years he wrote Promet…

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Percy Bysshe Shelley

said1816

Twilight, ascending slowly from the east, Entwined in duskier wreaths her braided locks O'er the fair front and radiant eyes of day, Night followed, clad with stars.

— Alastor, or The Spirit of Solitude (1816)

Percy Bysshe Shelley

said1816

The lone couch of his everlasting sleep.

— Alastor, or The Spirit of Solitude (1816), line 57

Percy Bysshe Shelley

said1812

Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose, With care his sweet person adorning, He put on his Sunday clothes.

— "The Devil's Walk" (1812), st. 1

Percy Bysshe Shelley

said3 Jan 1811

Here I swear, and as I break my oath may Infinity Eternity blast me, here I swear that never will I forgive Christianity!

— Letter to Thomas Jefferson Hogg (3 January 1811)

Percy Bysshe Shelley

said3 Jan 1811

I think that the leaf of a tree, the meanest insect we trample are in themselves arguments more conclusive than any which can be adduced that some vast intellect animates Infinity.

— Letter to Thomas Jefferson Hogg (3 January 1811)

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