Poems, selected and arranged by S.A. Brooke |
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Pàgina xxi
... flowers grow over the dust of Adonais . We may be glad that both were buried in Italy rather than in England , for , though no Italian could have written their poetry , yet it was , -in all things else different , -of that spirit which ...
... flowers grow over the dust of Adonais . We may be glad that both were buried in Italy rather than in England , for , though no Italian could have written their poetry , yet it was , -in all things else different , -of that spirit which ...
Pàgina xxxviii
... flowers , in which are streams , and pools , and lakes , and lawny glades , and hills , and caverns ; and in whose multitudinous scenery Shelley's imagination 1 I wonder that Mr. Ruskin has not quoted this verse in the " Angel of the ...
... flowers , in which are streams , and pools , and lakes , and lawny glades , and hills , and caverns ; and in whose multitudinous scenery Shelley's imagination 1 I wonder that Mr. Ruskin has not quoted this verse in the " Angel of the ...
Pàgina xli
... flowers in the Sensitive Plant have the same apartness from human- ity , and are wholly different beings and in a different world from the Daisy or the Celandine of Wordsworth . It is only the Sensitive Plant , and that is Shelley him ...
... flowers in the Sensitive Plant have the same apartness from human- ity , and are wholly different beings and in a different world from the Daisy or the Celandine of Wordsworth . It is only the Sensitive Plant , and that is Shelley him ...
Pàgina xlii
... flowers grow , for their own joy alone . In truth , what sympathy have they , what sympathy has Nature with Man ? We may not like to think of Nature in this way ; we are left quite cold by The Cloud , and by the spirits of the Earth and ...
... flowers grow , for their own joy alone . In truth , what sympathy have they , what sympathy has Nature with Man ? We may not like to think of Nature in this way ; we are left quite cold by The Cloud , and by the spirits of the Earth and ...
Pàgina lii
... flowers and lawns , and on the road a multitude of folk , old age and youth , and manhood and infancy , all hastening onward like a torrent . This represents , under the common allegory , the ordinary life of men . What kind of life ...
... flowers and lawns , and on the road a multitude of folk , old age and youth , and manhood and infancy , all hastening onward like a torrent . This represents , under the common allegory , the ordinary life of men . What kind of life ...
Frases i termes més freqüents
Adonais aërial Alastor ANTISTROPHE Apennine azure beams beautiful beneath bird blue bowers breath bright calm cave caverns clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON dreams earth eternal Euganean Hills eyes faint fear fire fled float flowers forest gaze gentle golden grave green grey heart heaven hope human isles kiss leaves light lips living lone long past Maddalo mighty mist moon mountains Nature never night nursling o'er ocean odour OZYMANDIAS pale pale flowers Pantheism passion poem poet poetry Prometheus Unbound rain Revolt of Islam round SEMICHORUS Sensitive Plant shadow shadows watch shattered visage Shelley Shelley's sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spirit splendour stars storm stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought thro tower vapours veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wind-flowers wingèd wings woods
Passatges populars
Pàgina 279 - 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 65 - With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle...
Pàgina 278 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Pàgina 102 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
Pàgina 294 - 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...
Pàgina 121 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing...
Pàgina 277 - 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...
Pàgina 302 - A BOOK OF GOLDEN DEEDS of All Times and All Countries. Gathered and Narrated Anew. By the Author of
Pàgina 5 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Pàgina 120 - Life of Life, thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them; And thy smiles before they dwindle Make the cold air fire; then screen them In those looks, where whoso gazes Faints, entangled in their mazes.