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Pàgina 5
... earth's immurement Fell from Ianthe's Spirit ; They shrank and brake like bandages of straw Beneath a wakened giant's strength . She knew her glorious change , And felt in apprehension uncontrolled New raptures opening round : Each day ...
... earth's immurement Fell from Ianthe's Spirit ; They shrank and brake like bandages of straw Beneath a wakened giant's strength . She knew her glorious change , And felt in apprehension uncontrolled New raptures opening round : Each day ...
Pàgina 8
... Earth's inhabitants . But matter , space , and time , In those aërial mansions cease to act ; And all - prevailing wisdom , when it reaps The harvest of its excellence , o'erbounds Those obstacles of which an earthly soul Fears to ...
... Earth's inhabitants . But matter , space , and time , In those aërial mansions cease to act ; And all - prevailing wisdom , when it reaps The harvest of its excellence , o'erbounds Those obstacles of which an earthly soul Fears to ...
Pàgina 14
... earth , His soul asserts not its humanity ? That man's mild nature rises not in war Against a king's employ ? No - ' tis not strange : He , like the vulgar , thinks , feels , acts , and lives , Just as his father did ; the unconquered ...
... earth , His soul asserts not its humanity ? That man's mild nature rises not in war Against a king's employ ? No - ' tis not strange : He , like the vulgar , thinks , feels , acts , and lives , Just as his father did ; the unconquered ...
Pàgina 16
... earth : The golden harvests spring ; the unfailing sun Sheds light and life ; the fruits , the flowers , the trees , Arise in due succession ; all things speak Peace , harmony , and love . The Universe , In nature's silent eloquence ...
... earth : The golden harvests spring ; the unfailing sun Sheds light and life ; the fruits , the flowers , the trees , Arise in due succession ; all things speak Peace , harmony , and love . The Universe , In nature's silent eloquence ...
Pàgina 22
... earth ? Are not thy days Days of unsatisfying listlessness ? Dost thou not cry , ere night's long rack is o'er ... earth To twine its roots around thy coffined clay , Spring from thy bones , and blossom on thy tomb , That of its fruit ...
... earth ? Are not thy days Days of unsatisfying listlessness ? Dost thou not cry , ere night's long rack is o'er ... earth To twine its roots around thy coffined clay , Spring from thy bones , and blossom on thy tomb , That of its fruit ...
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Ahasuerus art thou beams beasts Beatrice beautiful beneath blood breath bright burning calm Camillo cave Cenci child clouds cold coursers curse dæmons dare dark dead death deep Demogorgon despair doth dream earth eternal eyes faint fear fire flame fled float flowers gathered gaze gentle Giacomo grave grey hair hate heard heart heaven hell hope hopes and fears human Iona Laon light limbs lips living lone looks Lucretia Mahmud Mammon Marzio mighty moon morning mortal mountains night nursling o'er ocean Orsino pain pale Panthea passed peace Peter Bell Prometheus Pyrganax round ruin sate scorn SEMICHORUS shade shadow shapes Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soul sound speak spirit stars strange stream sweet Swellfoot swift tears tempest Thebes thee thine things thou art thought throne truth twas tyrant voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
Passatges populars
Pàgina 425 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Pàgina 459 - I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown: I sit upon the sands alone — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion.
Pàgina 480 - LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle — Why not I with thine...
Pàgina 397 - 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...
Pàgina 459 - The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing fast and bright, Blue isles and snowy mountains wear The purple noon's transparent might, The breath of the moist earth is light Around its unexpanded buds; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The city's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's.
Pàgina 239 - Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom thou lovest Walk upon the winds with lightness, Till they fail, as I am failing, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing! Asia My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan? doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing...
Pàgina 502 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Pàgina 445 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed : And on the pedestal these words appear : 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
Pàgina 519 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight...
Pàgina 472 - 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. But leech-like to their fainting country cling, Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow ; A people starved and stabbed in the...