The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley in Verse and Prose, how First Brought Together with Many Pieces Not Before Published, Svazek 4Reeves and Turner, 1880 |
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Strana 9
... deep love Rained down from heaven above , - Wherever she rest or move , God save our Queen ! Wilder her enemies IV . In their own dark disguise , - God save our Queen ! All earthly things that dare Her sacred name to bear , Strip them ...
... deep love Rained down from heaven above , - Wherever she rest or move , God save our Queen ! Wilder her enemies IV . In their own dark disguise , - God save our Queen ! All earthly things that dare Her sacred name to bear , Strip them ...
Strana 13
... deep eyes , a double planet , Gaze the wisest into madness With soft clear fire . The winds that fan it Are those thoughts of gentle gladness Which , like zephyrs on the billow , Make thy gentle soul their pillow . III . If whatever ...
... deep eyes , a double planet , Gaze the wisest into madness With soft clear fire . The winds that fan it Are those thoughts of gentle gladness Which , like zephyrs on the billow , Make thy gentle soul their pillow . III . If whatever ...
Strana 14
... deep soul , as with a master - key , And loosened them and bathed myself therein Even as an eagle in a thunder - mist Clothing his wings with lightning . FRAGMENT : IS NOT TO - DAY ENOUGH ? Is not to - day enough ? Why do I peer Into ...
... deep soul , as with a master - key , And loosened them and bathed myself therein Even as an eagle in a thunder - mist Clothing his wings with lightning . FRAGMENT : IS NOT TO - DAY ENOUGH ? Is not to - day enough ? Why do I peer Into ...
Strana 21
... deep grass of the meadow ! Not a bee shall hear him creeping , Not a may - fly shall awaken From its cradling blue - bell shaken , Not the starlight as he's sliding Through the grass with silent gliding . FRAGMENT : FITFUL RAIN . THE ...
... deep grass of the meadow ! Not a bee shall hear him creeping , Not a may - fly shall awaken From its cradling blue - bell shaken , Not the starlight as he's sliding Through the grass with silent gliding . FRAGMENT : FITFUL RAIN . THE ...
Strana 22
... deep dejection for the loss 66 of the beloved infant William , " sus- pects that when in the last line of fragment II should be where " i.e. to the tomb . " This seems likely , but not , to my mind , a certainty . 2 First given by Mrs ...
... deep dejection for the loss 66 of the beloved infant William , " sus- pects that when in the last line of fragment II should be where " i.e. to the tomb . " This seems likely , but not , to my mind , a certainty . 2 First given by Mrs ...
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ANTISTROPHE art thou beauty beneath breath bright cave CHORUS clouds cold collected editions CYCLOPS CYPRIAN DÆMON dark dead dear death deep delight divine dream earlier version earth edition of 1839 EPODE eternal eyes faint fair fear flowers FRAGMENT Garnett gentle given hast heart heaven hour human Jove kiss leaves Leigh Hunt light living Medwin MEPHISTOPHELES mighty mind moon mortal mountains never night o'er ocean pale Percy Shelley Posthumous Poems Queen Mab Relics of Shelley rock Rossetti substitutes Rossetti's edition second edition seems SEMICHORUS Shel Shelley Papers Shelley's editions shews SILENUS sleep smile song sonnet Sophia Stacey soul spirit stanza stars stream sweet swift thee thine things thou art thought throne tion translation Trelawny's ULYSSES verses voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings woods word written
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Strana 6 - 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...
Strana 24 - 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.
Strana 88 - I can give not what men call love : But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above, And the Heavens reject not : The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow...
Strana 132 - Its passions will rock thee As the storms rock the ravens on high : Bright reason will mock thee, Like the sun from a wintry sky. From thy nest every rafter Will rot, and thine eagle home Leave thee naked to laughter, When leaves fall and cold winds come.
Strana 29 - ARETHUSA arose From her couch of snows In the Acroceraunian mountains, — From cloud and from crag, With many a jag, Shepherding her bright fountains. She leapt down the rocks, With her rainbow locks Streaming among the streams; — Her steps paved with green The downward ravine Which slopes to the western gleams: And gliding and springing She went, ever singing, In murmurs as soft as sleep; The earth seemed to love her, And Heaven smiled above her, As she lingered towards the deep.
Strana 5 - Sow seed, — but let no tyrant reap; Find wealth, — let no impostor heap; Weave robes, — let not the idle wear; Forge arms, — in your defence to bear.
Strana 77 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Strana 36 - Liquid Peneus was flowing, And all dark Tempe lay In Pelion's shadow, outgrowing The light of the dying day, Speeded by my sweet pipings. The Sileni, and Sylvans, and Fauns, And the Nymphs of the woods and waves...
Strana 77 - RARELY, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day 'Tis since thou art fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again?
Strana 519 - Immediately a place Before his eyes appeared, sad, noisome, dark. A lazar-house it seemed : wherein were laid Numbers of all diseased, all maladies Of ghastly spasm or racking torture, qualms Of heart-sick agony, all feverous kinds, Convulsions, epilepsies, fierce catarrhs. Intestine stone and ulcer, colic pangs...