The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 pàgines |
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Pàgina 10
... breathing shade No solitary virtue dares to spring ; But poverty and wealth with equal hand Scatter their withering curses , and unfold The doors of premature and violent death , To pining famine and full - fed disease , To all that ...
... breathing shade No solitary virtue dares to spring ; But poverty and wealth with equal hand Scatter their withering curses , and unfold The doors of premature and violent death , To pining famine and full - fed disease , To all that ...
Pàgina 12
... breathing trees , The eternal orbs that beautify the night , The sun - rise , and the setting of the moon , Earthquakes and wars , and poisons and disease , And all their causes , to an abstract point Converging , thou didst bend , and ...
... breathing trees , The eternal orbs that beautify the night , The sun - rise , and the setting of the moon , Earthquakes and wars , and poisons and disease , And all their causes , to an abstract point Converging , thou didst bend , and ...
Pàgina 13
... breath of time , Nor the interminable flood , Over earth's slight pageant rolling , Availeth to destroy , - The sensitive extension of the world . That wondrous and eternal fane , Where pain and pleasure , good and evil join , To do the ...
... breath of time , Nor the interminable flood , Over earth's slight pageant rolling , Availeth to destroy , - The sensitive extension of the world . That wondrous and eternal fane , Where pain and pleasure , good and evil join , To do the ...
Pàgina 15
... breath , And sinks and rises , fails and swells by fits : Was the pure stream of feeling That sprang from these sweet notes , And o'er the Spirit's human sympathies With mild and gentle motion calmly flowed . Joy to the Spirit came ...
... breath , And sinks and rises , fails and swells by fits : Was the pure stream of feeling That sprang from these sweet notes , And o'er the Spirit's human sympathies With mild and gentle motion calmly flowed . Joy to the Spirit came ...
Pàgina 16
... breathing groves , And melodize with man's blest nature there . Those deserts of immeasurable sand , Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to live , a blade of grass to spring , Where the shrill chirp of the green ...
... breathing groves , And melodize with man's blest nature there . Those deserts of immeasurable sand , Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to live , a blade of grass to spring , Where the shrill chirp of the green ...
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The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volum 3 Percy Bysshe Shelley Visualització completa - 1847 |
The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley ..., Volum 3 Percy Bysshe Shelley Visualització completa - 1862 |
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AHASUERUS Apennine art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom brain breast breath bright burning calm Cenci child clouds cold curse dæmon dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine doth dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame flowers gentle gleam grave green grew grey grief hair hate heard heart heaven hope human Italy lady Laon light lips living lone looked Lord Byron LUCRETIA mighty mind moon mountains Naples never night nursling o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Bell Pisa poem PROMETHEUS Queen Mab rain round sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soft soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne tower truth twas tyrants veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
Passatges populars
Pàgina 260 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Pàgina 259 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Pàgina 299 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Pàgina 292 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee...
Pàgina 259 - 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 289 - Now thou art dead, as if it were a part Of thee, my Adonais! I would give All that I am to be as thou now art! But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!
Pàgina 260 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine- own kind ? what ignorance of pain...
Pàgina 291 - Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet To have outgrown the sorrow which consigned Its charge to each; and if the seal is set, Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind, Break it not thou!
Pàgina 260 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Pàgina 259 - 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...