Select Poems of ShelleyGinn, 1898 - 387 pàgines |
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Pàgina xxviii
... painful . It was impossible to avoid being much affected ; I promised to I stayed in London several days , during unite my fate with hers . which she recovered her spirits . I had promised , at her bidding , to come again to London ...
... painful . It was impossible to avoid being much affected ; I promised to I stayed in London several days , during unite my fate with hers . which she recovered her spirits . I had promised , at her bidding , to come again to London ...
Pàgina lviii
... pain by its result . On the grounds that Shelley had published immoral views with regard to marriage in Queen Mab , and had to some extent carried them out in practice , the Lord Chancellor , Eldon , decided that the latter was not a ...
... pain by its result . On the grounds that Shelley had published immoral views with regard to marriage in Queen Mab , and had to some extent carried them out in practice , the Lord Chancellor , Eldon , decided that the latter was not a ...
Pàgina 22
... pain or fear 640 Marred his repose , the influxes of sense , And his own being unalloyed by pain , Yet feebler and more feeble , calmly fed The stream of thought , till he lay breathing there At peace , and faintly smiling : - his last ...
... pain or fear 640 Marred his repose , the influxes of sense , And his own being unalloyed by pain , Yet feebler and more feeble , calmly fed The stream of thought , till he lay breathing there At peace , and faintly smiling : - his last ...
Pàgina 33
... pain . 1818 . 5 ΙΟ LINES WRITTEN AMONG THE EUGANEAN HILLS . OCTOBER , 1818 . MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery , Or the mariner , worn and wan , Never thus could voyage on Day and night , and night and day ...
... pain . 1818 . 5 ΙΟ LINES WRITTEN AMONG THE EUGANEAN HILLS . OCTOBER , 1818 . MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery , Or the mariner , worn and wan , Never thus could voyage on Day and night , and night and day ...
Pàgina 34
... pain did fill ; Every little living nerve That from bitter words did swerve Round the tortured lips and brow , Are like sapless leaflets now Frozen upon December's bough . On the beach of a northern sea Which tempests shake eternally ...
... pain did fill ; Every little living nerve That from bitter words did swerve Round the tortured lips and brow , Are like sapless leaflets now Frozen upon December's bough . On the beach of a northern sea Which tempests shake eternally ...
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Adonais aërial Æschylus æther Alastor Aornos ASIA azure beauty beneath breath bright calm caverns caves clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine Dowden Dowden's dream earth echoes edition Epipsychidion eternal evil eyes faint fear feel fire fled flowers Forman gaze gentle Gisborne Godwin golden Harriet heart heaven Hogg hope hour human ideal Jupiter leaves Leigh Hunt light living MAGNETIC LADY mighty mind moon mountains mourns for Adonais nature never night o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA Plato poem poet poet's poetic poetry Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rossetti round scene SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley Shelley's sister sleep smiles soft song soul sound spirit stanza stars Stopford Brooke stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne Trelawny truth veil voice wandering waves weep wild wind wind-flowers wings words ΙΟ
Passatges populars
Pàgina 272 - He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely: he doth bear His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there, All new successions to the forms they wear; Torturing th...
Pàgina 186 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain? What love of thine own kind? What ignorance of pain? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Pàgina 182 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer...
Pàgina 184 - The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.
Pàgina 272 - The splendours of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not ; Like stars to their appointed height they climb, And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. When lofty thought Lifts a young heart above its mortal lair, And love and life contend in it, for what Shall be its earthly doom, the dead live there, And move like winds of light on dark and stormy air.
Pàgina 164 - 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 164 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, 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!
Pàgina 185 - Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet these heavy-winged thieves. Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass.
Pàgina 181 - 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 183 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; 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...