The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1909 - 912 pàgines |
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... swift sweep of wings The atmosphere in flaming sparkles flew ; And where the burning wheels Eddied above the mountain's loftiest peak Was traced a line of lightning . 85 90 95 100 105 110 115 120 125 Now far above a rock the utmost ...
... swift sweep of wings The atmosphere in flaming sparkles flew ; And where the burning wheels Eddied above the mountain's loftiest peak Was traced a line of lightning . 85 90 95 100 105 110 115 120 125 Now far above a rock the utmost ...
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... swift imagination's flight , Unending orbs mingled in mazy motion , Immutably fulfilling Eternal Nature's law . Above , below , around , The circling systems formed 235 240 245 A wilderness of harmony , Each with undeviating aim . 250 ...
... swift imagination's flight , Unending orbs mingled in mazy motion , Immutably fulfilling Eternal Nature's law . Above , below , around , The circling systems formed 235 240 245 A wilderness of harmony , Each with undeviating aim . 250 ...
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... Swift as an unremembered vision , stands Immortal upon earth : no longer now He slays the beast that sports around his dwelling And horribly devours its mangled flesh , 445 Or drinks its vital blood , which like a stream Of poison thro ...
... Swift as an unremembered vision , stands Immortal upon earth : no longer now He slays the beast that sports around his dwelling And horribly devours its mangled flesh , 445 Or drinks its vital blood , which like a stream Of poison thro ...
Pàgina 41
... ; but far on high , between Earth and the upper air , the vast clouds fled , Countless and swift as leaves on autumn's tempest shed . 145 150 155 160 For ever , as the war became more fierce Between o 3 DEDICATION 41.
... ; but far on high , between Earth and the upper air , the vast clouds fled , Countless and swift as leaves on autumn's tempest shed . 145 150 155 160 For ever , as the war became more fierce Between o 3 DEDICATION 41.
Pàgina 42
... swift it came anear . VII Even like a bark , which from a chasm of mountains , Dark , vast , and overhanging , on a river 175 180 Which there collects the strength of all its fountains , Comes forth , whilst with the speed its frame ...
... swift it came anear . VII Even like a bark , which from a chasm of mountains , Dark , vast , and overhanging , on a river 175 180 Which there collects the strength of all its fountains , Comes forth , whilst with the speed its frame ...
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The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Percy Bysshe Shelley Visualització completa - 1901 |
The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Percy Bysshe Shelley Previsualització limitada - 1935 |
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 571 - 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, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)...
Pàgina 593 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Pàgina 594 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
Pàgina 593 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath...
Pàgina 572 - Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Pàgina 572 - The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The comrade of thy wanderings...
Pàgina 594 - I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air...
Pàgina 572 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Pàgina 572 - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear...
Pàgina 568 - AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king ; Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn — mud from a muddy spring ; Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know.