The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Text Carefully Rev., with Notes and a Memoir, Volum 3J. Slark, 1881 - 616 pàgines |
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The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Text ..., Volum 3 Percy Bysshe Shelley,William Michael Rossetti Visualització de fragments - 1886 |
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Frases i termes més freqüents
Anarchs ANTISTROPHE Apennine Archy art thou beams beauty beneath blast blood bosom breast breath bright calm cave cavern chidden child Chorus clouds cold Cyclops Cyprian Dæmon dark dead dear death deep delight Demon divine dost dream earth eternal eyes faint fair Faust fear fierce fire fled fleeting river flowers gentle glory golden grave green grief hast hear heart heaven Hermes hour Jove King leaves Lerici light living Lord melody Mephistopheles mighty moon mortal mountains never night o'er ocean Onchestus pale passed Pisa POEMS Pylos rain rocks round SEMICHORUS Serchio shadow Shelley shore silent Silenus sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit star Strafford stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne Tmolus Ulysses veil Via Reggio voice wake wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
Passatges populars
Pàgina 48 - 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 (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill ; Wild Spirit which art moving everywhere ; Destroyer and preserver ; hear, oh hear
Pàgina 69 - And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead : As on the jag of a mountain-crag Which an earthquake rocks and swings An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And, when Sunset may breathe, from the lit sea
Pàgina 49 - hear ! IV. /: If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear ; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee 5 A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable ! if even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The
Pàgina 49 - in my sore need. 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. v. Make me thy
Pàgina 73 - sad satiety. XVII. Waking or asleep, Thou of death must deem Things more true and deep Than we mortals dream, Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream ? XVIII. We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter xix. Yet, if we could scorn Hate and pride and fear, If we were things
Pàgina 48 - I. O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes ! O thou
Pàgina 243 - LXXVI. TO THE MOON. ART thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven, and gazing on the earth,Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth,— And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy ? Thou chosen sister of the spirit,
Pàgina 40 - 1 SONG—TO THE MEN OF ENGLAND. MEN of England, wherefore plough For the lords who lay ye low ? Wherefore weave with toil and care The rich robes your tyrants wear ? n. Wherefore feed and clothe and save, From the cradle to the grave, Those ungrateful drones who would Drain your sweat—nay, drink your blood
Pàgina 11 - III. No voice from some sublimer world hath ever "^ To sage or poet these responses given : **" Therefore the names of Demon, Ghost, and Heaven, ^ Remain the records of their vain endeavour ; **Frail spells, whose uttered charm might not avail to sever "•" From all we hear and all we see,
Pàgina 108 - ill. When hearts have once mingled, Love first leaves the well-built nest ; The weak one is singled To endure what it once possessed. O Love, who bewailest The frailty of all things here, Why chose you the frailest For your cradle, your home, and your bier