"In a short time Shelley was announced, and I beheld a fair, freckled, blue-eyed, light-haired, delicate-looking person, whose countenance was serious and thoughtful; whose stature would have been rather tall had he carried himself upright; whose earnest voice, though never loud, was somewhat unmusical. Manifest as it was that his pre-occupied mind had no thought to spare for the modish adjustment of his fashionably-made clothes, it was impossible to doubt, even for a moment, that you were gazing upon a gentleman; a first impression which subsequent observation never failed to confirm, even in the most exalted acceptation of the term, as indicating one that is gentle, generous, accomplished, brave."
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Horace Smith on his meeting with Shelley in 1816, quoted in Arthur H. Beavan, James and Horace Smith, Joint Authors of 'Rejected Addresses', A Family Narrative Based Upon Hitherto Unpublished Private Diaries, Letters, and Other Documents (1899), p. 137
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Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792 – 1822
britischer Schriftsteller
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