Poems, selected and arranged by S.A. Brooke |
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Pàgina xiii
Of all Shelley's longer poems , Alastor leaves on the general reader the easiest impression of an artis- tic whole . The subject is one , and never varies from itself : it is closely clung to from beginning to end , and is deeply felt ...
Of all Shelley's longer poems , Alastor leaves on the general reader the easiest impression of an artis- tic whole . The subject is one , and never varies from itself : it is closely clung to from beginning to end , and is deeply felt ...
Pàgina 9
There was a Poet whose untimely tomb No human hands with pious reverence reared , But the charmed eddies of autumnal winds Built o'er his mouldering bones a pyramid Of mouldering leaves in the waste wilderness : - A lovely youth ...
There was a Poet whose untimely tomb No human hands with pious reverence reared , But the charmed eddies of autumnal winds Built o'er his mouldering bones a pyramid Of mouldering leaves in the waste wilderness : - A lovely youth ...
Pàgina 11
And the wild antelope , that starts whene'er The dry leaf rustles in the brake , suspend Her timid steps to gaze upon a form More graceful than her own . His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts , has visited The awful ruins of the ...
And the wild antelope , that starts whene'er The dry leaf rustles in the brake , suspend Her timid steps to gaze upon a form More graceful than her own . His wandering step Obedient to high thoughts , has visited The awful ruins of the ...
Pàgina 21
The meeting boughs and implicated leaves Wove twilight o'er the Poet's path , as led By love , or dream , or god , or mightier Death , He sought in Nature's dearest haunt , some bank , Her cradle , and his sepulchre .
The meeting boughs and implicated leaves Wove twilight o'er the Poet's path , as led By love , or dream , or god , or mightier Death , He sought in Nature's dearest haunt , some bank , Her cradle , and his sepulchre .
Pàgina 22
... Dark , gleaming , and of most translucent wave , Images all the woven boughs above , And each depending leaf , and every ... the leaves , the grass that sprung Startled and glanced and trembled even to feel An unaccustomed presence ...
... Dark , gleaming , and of most translucent wave , Images all the woven boughs above , And each depending leaf , and every ... the leaves , the grass that sprung Startled and glanced and trembled even to feel An unaccustomed presence ...
Què en diuen els usuaris - Escriviu una ressenya
No hem trobat cap ressenya als llocs habituals.
Frases i termes més freqüents
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Passatges populars
Pàgina 273 - 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 272 - 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 288 - 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 271 - 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 296 - 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.