Quotes by Ode to the West Wind

O wild West Wind,thou breath of Autumn’s being,Thou,from whose unseen presence the leaves dead,Are driven,like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,Yellow,and black,and pale,and hectic red

O wild West Wind,thou breath of Autumn’s being,Thou,from whose unseen presence the leaves dead,Are driven,like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,Yellow,and black,and pale,and hectic red

Ode to the West Wind Percy·Byssche·Shelley

If Winter comes,can Spring be far behind?

If Winter comes,can Spring be far behind?

Ode to the West Wind Percy·Byssche·Shelley