Shelley and His Writings, Volum 2T.C. Newby, 1858 |
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Pàgina 22
... stand the usual squalls of the climate , and , at the same time , the only keeled boat on the Lake . In this they projected a voyage round the Lake without him , intending to visit every place of interest on its romantic shores ; and ...
... stand the usual squalls of the climate , and , at the same time , the only keeled boat on the Lake . In this they projected a voyage round the Lake without him , intending to visit every place of interest on its romantic shores ; and ...
Pàgina 25
... stands up in picturesque beauty . Here they were for- tunate enough to meet with a good inn , and rested again for the night . In the morning , when they continued their tour , the wind was blowing with such violence as to prevent their ...
... stands up in picturesque beauty . Here they were for- tunate enough to meet with a good inn , and rested again for the night . In the morning , when they continued their tour , the wind was blowing with such violence as to prevent their ...
Pàgina 86
Charles S. Middleton. the bright , pure image of liberty or justice must stand appalled , every Englishman , be he of whatever creed or belief he may , will now ac- knowledge . CHAPTER VIII . Shelley marries Mary Godwin - His residence 86 ...
Charles S. Middleton. the bright , pure image of liberty or justice must stand appalled , every Englishman , be he of whatever creed or belief he may , will now ac- knowledge . CHAPTER VIII . Shelley marries Mary Godwin - His residence 86 ...
Pàgina 89
... Stand- ing on this bridge the river is seen on either hand meandering through luxuriant meadow lands spangled with flowers of various beauty , which sometimes fringe the water's edge . Chalk hills break into cliffs and form little nooks ...
... Stand- ing on this bridge the river is seen on either hand meandering through luxuriant meadow lands spangled with flowers of various beauty , which sometimes fringe the water's edge . Chalk hills break into cliffs and form little nooks ...
Pàgina 90
... stands , and is worthy of a visit from those who love to haunt the homes of our poets . It presents an antique appearance , with its gothic windows , but it has lately been desecrated by one part being converted into a beershop . It is ...
... stands , and is worthy of a visit from those who love to haunt the homes of our poets . It presents an antique appearance , with its gothic windows , but it has lately been desecrated by one part being converted into a beershop . It is ...
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Shelley and his writings: In two volumes. II, Volum 2 Charles S. Middleton Visualització completa - 1858 |
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Pàgina 236 - He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own ; Which wields the world with never wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Pàgina 242 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Pàgina 243 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light for ever shines, earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Pàgina 270 - True love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away.
Pàgina 244 - Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being, blindly wove By man and beast, and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Pàgina 242 - Is it not broken? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue...
Pàgina 269 - See where she stands ! a mortal shape indued With love and life and light and deity, And motion which may change but cannot die ; An image of some bright Eternity ; A shadow of some golden dream ; a Splendour Leaving the third sphere pilotless...
Pàgina 289 - You should have known Shelley', said Byron, 'to feel how much I must regret him. He was the most gentle, most amiable, and least worldly-minded person I ever met; full of delicacy, disinterested beyond all other men, and possessing a degree of genius, joined to a simplicity, as rare as it is admirable. He had formed to himself a beau ideal of all that is fine, high-minded, and noble, and he acted up to this ideal even to the very letter.
Pàgina 62 - For Heaven's sake let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Pàgina 49 - THE everlasting universe of Things Flows through the Mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark — now glittering — now reflecting gloom — Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings Of waters, — with a sound but half its own...