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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... in sweetest sounds and varying words Of poesy . Unlike all human works , It never slackens , and through every change Wisdom and beauty and the power divine Of mighty poesy together dwell , Mingling in sweet accord . I.
... in sweetest sounds and varying words Of poesy . Unlike all human works , It never slackens , and through every change Wisdom and beauty and the power divine Of mighty poesy together dwell , Mingling in sweet accord . I.
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... mighty Shadow loves The slimy caverns of the populous deep . The day was fair and sunny , sea and sky Drank its inspiring radiance , and the wind Swept strongly from the shore , blackening the waves . Following his eager soul , the ...
... mighty Shadow loves The slimy caverns of the populous deep . The day was fair and sunny , sea and sky Drank its inspiring radiance , and the wind Swept strongly from the shore , blackening the waves . Following his eager soul , the ...
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... mighty trees , that stretched their giant arms In darkness over it . I ' the midst was left , Reflecting , yet distorting every cloud , A pool of treacherous and tremendous calm . Seized by the sway of the ascending stream , With dizzy ...
... mighty trees , that stretched their giant arms In darkness over it . I ' the midst was left , Reflecting , yet distorting every cloud , A pool of treacherous and tremendous calm . Seized by the sway of the ascending stream , With dizzy ...
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... mighty streams , Dim tracts and vast , robed in the lustrous gloom to be the participle ; its precipice darkened the ravine ( which was ) dis- closed above . ' Then the sentence is left hanging loose and ragged , short by a line at ...
... mighty streams , Dim tracts and vast , robed in the lustrous gloom to be the participle ; its precipice darkened the ravine ( which was ) dis- closed above . ' Then the sentence is left hanging loose and ragged , short by a line at ...
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... mighty voice invokes thee . Ruin calls His brother Death . A rare and regal prey He hath prepared , prowling around the world ; Glutted with which thou mayst repose , and men Go to their graves like flowers or creeping worms , 600 605 ...
... mighty voice invokes thee . Ruin calls His brother Death . A rare and regal prey He hath prepared , prowling around the world ; Glutted with which thou mayst repose , and men Go to their graves like flowers or creeping worms , 600 605 ...
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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.