1818 · Skopia

Showing 28 works across all media from 1818

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ozymandias · 1818

★ 8.9

Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog

Allegorical painting · Romanticism

Wanderer Above the Sea of Fog

Caspar David Friedrich

1818 · Kunsthalle, Hamburg

A man stands on a summit with his back to us, looking out over fog, so that we end up looking at what he sees.

★ 8.8

Fiction · Epistolary novel

Frankenstein

1818 · 288 pages

Victor Frankenstein builds a man from corpses and flees when it opens its eyes. The creature teaches itself to read, then comes back to bargain with its horrified maker for one companion.

★ 7.4

Chalk Cliffs on Rugen

Landscape painting · Romanticism

Chalk Cliffs on Rugen

Caspar David Friedrich

1818 · Kunstmuseum Winterthur, Winterthur

Three figures at the lip of a white chalk drop, painted around the time of his marriage, the eye pulled out to sea and straight down.

★ 7.1

The Revolution was effected before the War commenced. The Revolution was in the Minds and Hearts of the People.

1818

★ 7.0

There is a pleasure in the pathless woods, There is a rapture on the Lonely shore, There is society, where none intrudes, By the deep sea, and music in its roar: I Love not Man the Less, but Nature more.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 6.9

"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" Nothing beside remains. Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare The lone and level sands stretch far away.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ozymandias · 1818

★ 6.9

Who would be free themselves must strike the blow?

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 5.5

Man is the only animal that laughs and weeps; for he is the only animal that is stuck with the difference between what things are, and what they ought to be.

William Hazlitt

1818

★ 5.0

Everywhere I see bliss, from which I alone am irrevocably excluded.

Frankenstein · 1818

★ 3.9

Dark-heaving;—boundless, endless, and sublime— The image of Eternity.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 3.8

The vision of Christ that thou dost see Is my vision's greatest enemy.

The Everlasting Gospel · 1818

★ 3.8

There is not a fiercer hell than the failure in a great object.

Endymion · 1818

★ 3.7

I have not loved the world, nor the world me; I have not flattered its rank breath, nor bowed To its idolatries a patient knee.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 3.7

Years steal Fire from the mind as vigour from the Limb; And life's enchanted cup but sparkles near the brim.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 3.7

Nothing contributes so much to tranquilize the mind as a steady purpose—a point on which the soul may fix its intellectual eye.

Frankenstein · 1818

★ 3.7

Both read the Bible day and night, But thou read'st black where I read white.

The Everlasting Gospel · 1818

★ 3.7

What is the worst of woes that wait on age? What stamps the wrinkle deeper on the brow? To view each loved one blotted from life's page, And be alone on earth, as I am now.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 3.6

Where rose the mountains, there to him were friends; Where rolled the ocean, thereon was his home; Where a blue sky, and glowing clime, extends, He had the passion and the power to roam.

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 3.6

O Rome! my country! city of the soul!

Childe Harold's Pilgrimage · 1818

★ 2.1

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1818 · Skopia