Poems, selected and arranged by S.A. Brooke |
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Pàgina xxv
... mind being then fixed not on the beautiful but on the base , writes prosaically . Or it embodies a creed in verse , and , being concerned with doctrine , becomes dull . In both cases the poet misses , as Shelley did , that inspiration ...
... mind being then fixed not on the beautiful but on the base , writes prosaically . Or it embodies a creed in verse , and , being concerned with doctrine , becomes dull . In both cases the poet misses , as Shelley did , that inspiration ...
Pàgina xxix
... mind is similar to mind . Nothing can be more characteristic of him - and he has the same temper in other matters - than that he should have a faith with regard to a Source of Nature , into which he could soar when he pleased , in which ...
... mind is similar to mind . Nothing can be more characteristic of him - and he has the same temper in other matters - than that he should have a faith with regard to a Source of Nature , into which he could soar when he pleased , in which ...
Pàgina xxx
... mind . He keeps it before him as an “ awful Shape . " The The truth is , the indefinite was a beloved element of his life . " Lift not the painted veil , " he cries , " which those who live call Life . " His worst pain was when he ...
... mind . He keeps it before him as an “ awful Shape . " The The truth is , the indefinite was a beloved element of his life . " Lift not the painted veil , " he cries , " which those who live call Life . " His worst pain was when he ...
Pàgina xxxiii
... mind , this incessant building and unbuilding , this cloud- changefulness of his imagination . I silently laugh at my own cenotaph , And out of the caverns of rain , Like a child from the womb , like a ghost from the tomb I arise and ...
... mind , this incessant building and unbuilding , this cloud- changefulness of his imagination . I silently laugh at my own cenotaph , And out of the caverns of rain , Like a child from the womb , like a ghost from the tomb I arise and ...
Pàgina xxxv
... mind made his work on Nature of great value . 1. His love of that which is indefinite and changeful made him enjoy and describe better than any other English poet that scenery of the clouds and sky which is indefinite owing to infinite ...
... mind made his work on Nature of great value . 1. His love of that which is indefinite and changeful made him enjoy and describe better than any other English poet that scenery of the clouds and sky which is indefinite owing to infinite ...
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.