The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley in Verse and Prose, Now First Brought Together with Many Pieces Not Before Published, Volumen1Reeves and Turner, 1880 |
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... frame seemed to vibrate in unison with the deeper life of nature in the world around him , and , like the wandering harp , he was swept to music by every breath of material beauty , every gust of poetic emotion . Above all , he had a ...
... frame seemed to vibrate in unison with the deeper life of nature in the world around him , and , like the wandering harp , he was swept to music by every breath of material beauty , every gust of poetic emotion . Above all , he had a ...
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... frame Had often drooped , and then erect again 90 95 100 With shews of health had mocked forebodings dark ; — 105 Watching the changes of that quivering spark , I feared and hoped , and dared to trust at length , 1 This and the ...
... frame Had often drooped , and then erect again 90 95 100 With shews of health had mocked forebodings dark ; — 105 Watching the changes of that quivering spark , I feared and hoped , and dared to trust at length , 1 This and the ...
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... frame of his conceptions , and affords to their modifications a variety not to be ex- hausted . So long as it is possible for his desires to point towards objects thus infinite and unmeasured , he is joyous , and tranquil , and self ...
... frame of his conceptions , and affords to their modifications a variety not to be ex- hausted . So long as it is possible for his desires to point towards objects thus infinite and unmeasured , he is joyous , and tranquil , and self ...
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... frame A permeating fire : wild numbers then She raised , with voice stifled in tremulous sobs Subdued by its own pathos : her fair hands Were bare alone , sweeping from some strange harp 1 So in Shelley's edition and in Mrs. Shelley's ...
... frame A permeating fire : wild numbers then She raised , with voice stifled in tremulous sobs Subdued by its own pathos : her fair hands Were bare alone , sweeping from some strange harp 1 So in Shelley's edition and in Mrs. Shelley's ...
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... frame in her dissolving arms . Now blackness veiled his dizzy eyes , and night Involved and swallowed up the vision ; sleep , Like a dark flood suspended in its course , Rolled back its impulse on his vacant brain . Roused by the shock ...
... frame in her dissolving arms . Now blackness veiled his dizzy eyes , and night Involved and swallowed up the vision ; sleep , Like a dark flood suspended in its course , Rolled back its impulse on his vacant brain . Roused by the shock ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Alastor amid beams beautiful beneath beside blood breath bright burst calm Canto child clouds comma Dæmon dark dead death deep despair doth dream earth earthquakes light eyes fair fear feel flame fled flow frame full stop gaze gleam heart Heaven hope human Laon and Cythna Leigh Hunt light lips living lone looks MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT SHELLEY mighty mind Mont Blanc moon morn mountains multitude night o'er ocean original edition pale pause PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Percy Shelley poem poet Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rossetti ruin sate seems sense shade shadow shape Shelley Shelley's edition shone silent slaves sleep smile solitude soul sound spirit SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE stanza stars stood strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou thought thro throne truth tyrants vast voice wandering waves weep wild winds wings words youth
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Página 373 - Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply Its calm — to one who worships thee, And every form containing thee, Whom, SPIRIT fair, thy spells did bind To fear himself, and love all human kind.
Página 374 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: 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...
Página 101 - Without reproach or check." I then controlled My tears, my heart grew calm, and I was meek and bold. And from that hour did I with earnest thought Heap knowledge from forbidden mines of lore, Yet nothing that my tyrants knew or taught I cared to learn, but from that secret store Wrought linked armour for my soul, before It might walk forth to war among mankind...
Página 371 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
Página 371 - And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed. I was not heard, I saw them not; When, musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming, Sudden thy shadow fell on me:— I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy!
Página 75 - The secret strength of things Which governs thought, and to the infinite dome Of heaven is as a law...
Página 374 - ... 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!
Página 366 - The rough, dark-skirted wilderness; The dun and bladed grass no less, Pointing from this hoary tower In the windless air; the flower Glimmering at my feet; the line...
Página 370 - It visits with inconstant glance Each human heart and countenance ; Like hues and harmonies of evening. Like clouds in starlight widely spread, Like memory of music fled, Like aught that for its grace may be Dear, and yet dearer for its mystery.
Página 38 - On every side now rose Rocks, which in unimaginable forms Lifted their black and barren pinnacles In the light of evening, and its precipice Obscuring the ravine, disclosed above, 'Mid toppling stones, black gulfs, and yawning caves, Whose windings gave ten thousand various tongues To the loud stream.