The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Svazek 1Houghton, Osgood, 1865 |
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Strana xxii
... seems to have been to his eldest son Timothy , ) ten thousand pounds were found se- creted in different hiding - places in his clothes , books , and chamber . Timothy , ( the poet's father , ) after keeping the legitimate number of ...
... seems to have been to his eldest son Timothy , ) ten thousand pounds were found se- creted in different hiding - places in his clothes , books , and chamber . Timothy , ( the poet's father , ) after keeping the legitimate number of ...
Strana xxiv
... seem to have become more firmly rooted . He could not reconcile for himself the discordance between theory and practice , and somewhat too impatiently rejected as false what- ever was necessarily inadequate from the imper- fect nature ...
... seem to have become more firmly rooted . He could not reconcile for himself the discordance between theory and practice , and somewhat too impatiently rejected as false what- ever was necessarily inadequate from the imper- fect nature ...
Strana xxv
... seems to have had some dreams of combining a life of politics with that of literature , as would appear by the following letter to Leigh Hunt , then editor of the " Exa- miner . " " UNIVERSITY COLLEGE , OXFORD , March 2 , 1811 . " SIR ...
... seems to have had some dreams of combining a life of politics with that of literature , as would appear by the following letter to Leigh Hunt , then editor of the " Exa- miner . " " UNIVERSITY COLLEGE , OXFORD , March 2 , 1811 . " SIR ...
Strana xxx
... seems to have led a rather migratory life . We find him for a time at Keswick , where he be- came acquainted with ... seem to have been enough to support him , for it does not appear that he was able to raise any money on his expec ...
... seems to have led a rather migratory life . We find him for a time at Keswick , where he be- came acquainted with ... seem to have been enough to support him , for it does not appear that he was able to raise any money on his expec ...
Strana xxxi
... seems to have been on a second visit to the Continent , the fugitives having in the meanwhile returned for a short time to England . This last continental tour occu- pied but a few months , during which the northern part of Italy was ...
... seems to have been on a second visit to the Continent , the fugitives having in the meanwhile returned for a short time to England . This last continental tour occu- pied but a few months , during which the northern part of Italy was ...
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AHASUERUS art thou ASIA beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood breath bright calm CAMILLO CENCI child clouds cold coursers crime curse Dæmon dare dark dead death deeds deep DEMOGORGON despair doth dread dream earth eternal evil eyes fair fear feel fire fled flowers gathered gaze GIACOMO grave Greece hast hate heard heart Heaven hell hope human Italy Jupiter Laon light lips living looks LUCRETIA MAHMUD mankind MARZIO mighty mind misery moon morning mortal mountains nature night o'er ocean ORSINO pain pale PANTHEA passion peace poem poison PROMETHEUS PROMETHEUS UNBOUND Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rome round ruin SEMICHORUS shade shadow shapes Shelley silence slavery slaves sleep smile soul sound speak spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne torture truth tyrant voice wandering waves whilst wild wind wings youth καὶ
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Strana 203 - I will be wise, And just and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power ; for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannize Without reproach or check.
Strana 177 - The rivulet Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath the forest flowed. Sometimes it fell Among the moss with hollow harmony Dark and profound. Now on the polished stones It danced ; like childhood laughing as it went : Then, through the plain in tranquil wanderings crept, Reflecting every herb and drooping bud That overhung its quietness.
Strana 80 - Life of Life ! thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them ; And thy smiles before they dwindle Make the cold air fire; then screen them In those looks, where whoso gazes Faints, entangled in their mazes. Child of Light ! thy limbs are burning Through the vest which seems to hide them ; As the radiant lines of morning Through the clouds ere they divide them ; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest.
Strana 11 - ... the bright chains Eat with their burning cold into my bones. Heaven's winged hound, polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own, tears up My heart; and shapeless sights come wandering by, The ghastly people of the realm of dream, Mocking me : and the Earthquake-fiends are charged To wrench the rivets from my quivering wounds When the rocks split and close again behind: While from their loud abysses howling throng The genii of the storm, urging the rage Of whirlwind, and afflict me...
Strana 201 - So now my summer task is ended, Mary, And I return to thee, mine own heart's home; As to his Queen some victor Knight of Faery, Earning bright spoils for her enchanted dome; Nor thou disdain that, ere my fame become A star among the stars of mortal night, If it indeed may cleave its natal gloom, Its doubtful promise thus I would unite With thy beloved name, thou Child of love and light.
Strana 160 - Mother of this unfathomable world! Favour my solemn song, for I have loved Thee ever, and thee only; I have watched Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps. And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries.
Strana 335 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Strana 53 - His presence flow and mingle through my blood, Till it became his life, and his grew mine. And I was thus absorbed, — until it passed ; And, like the vapours, when the sun sinks down, Gathering again in drops upon the pines, And tremulous as they, in the deep night My being was condensed...
Strana 81 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside a helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses!
Strana 4 - This Poem was chiefly written upon the mountainous ruins of the Baths of Caracalla, among the flowery glades, and thickets of odoriferous blossoming trees, which are extended in ever winding labyrinths upon its immense platforms and dizzy arches suspended in the air.