The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Svazek 1E. Moxon, 1839 |
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Strana 28
... throne of thorns , Grasping an iron sceptre , and immured Within a splendid prison , whose stern bounds Shut him from all that's good or dear on earth , His soul asserts not its humanity ? That man's mild nature rises not in war Against ...
... throne of thorns , Grasping an iron sceptre , and immured Within a splendid prison , whose stern bounds Shut him from all that's good or dear on earth , His soul asserts not its humanity ? That man's mild nature rises not in war Against ...
Strana 29
... throne ! Those gilded flies That , basking in the sunshine of a court , Fatten on its corruption ! -what are they ? -The drones of the community ; they feed On the mechanic's labour : the starved hind For them compels the stubborn glebe ...
... throne ! Those gilded flies That , basking in the sunshine of a court , Fatten on its corruption ! -what are they ? -The drones of the community ; they feed On the mechanic's labour : the starved hind For them compels the stubborn glebe ...
Strana 30
... throne Shall stand unnoticed in the regal hall , Fast falling to decay ; whilst falsehood's trade Shall be as hateful and unprofitable As that of truth is now . Where is the fame Which the vain - glorious mighty of the earth Seek to ...
... throne Shall stand unnoticed in the regal hall , Fast falling to decay ; whilst falsehood's trade Shall be as hateful and unprofitable As that of truth is now . Where is the fame Which the vain - glorious mighty of the earth Seek to ...
Strana 33
... throne of power unappealable : Thou art the judge beneath whose nod Man's brief and frail authority Is powerless as the wind That passeth idly by . Thine the tribunal which surpasseth The show of human justice , VOL . I. As God ...
... throne of power unappealable : Thou art the judge beneath whose nod Man's brief and frail authority Is powerless as the wind That passeth idly by . Thine the tribunal which surpasseth The show of human justice , VOL . I. As God ...
Strana 36
... throne ! Now swells the intermingling din ; the jar Frequent and frightful of the bursting bomb ; The falling beam , the shriek , the groan , the shout , The ceaseless clangor , and the rush of men Inebriate with rage : —loud , and more ...
... throne ! Now swells the intermingling din ; the jar Frequent and frightful of the bursting bomb ; The falling beam , the shriek , the groan , the shout , The ceaseless clangor , and the rush of men Inebriate with rage : —loud , and more ...
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ALASTOR amid arms beams beautiful behold beneath blood bosom breath bright burst calm child clouds cold coursers Cythna Dæmon dark dead death deep desolate despair disease doth dream earth evil eyes fair fear feel flame fled flow frame frugivorous gaze grave happy heard heart Heaven hope hopes and fears human hyæna Ianthe Ianthe's kings Laon light lips living lone looks madness mankind mighty mind misery moon morn mortal mountains nature night o'er ocean pale passion pause peace PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poem poison Queen Mab REVOLT OF ISLAM ruin sate shade shadow shape Shelley shone silence slavery slaves sleep smile sophisms soul spirit SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE spread stars stood strange stream sweet swift sympathy tears tempest thee thine thou thoughts throne truth tyrant vast virtue voice waves whilst wild wind wings wonder youth καὶ
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Strana 84 - Hadriae maior, tollere seu ponere vult freta. quem mortis timuit gradum, qui siccis oculis monstra natantia, qui vidit mare turbidum et infamis scopulos Acroceraunia? nequiquam deus abscidit prudens Oceano dissociabili terras, si tamen impiae non tangenda rates transiliunt vada. audax omnia perpeti gens humana ruit per vetitum nefas. audax lapeti genus ignem fraude mala gentibus intulit.
Strana 109 - He images to himself the Being whom he loves. Conversant with speculations of the Fublimest and most perfect natures, the vision in which he embodies his own imaginations, unites all of wonderful, or wise, or beautiful, which the poet, the philosopher, or the lover, could depicture.
Strana 77 - One generation passeth away, and another generation cometh, but the earth abideth forever.
Strana 124 - Down the steep cataract of a wintry river; Now pausing on the edge of the riven wave; Now leaving far behind the bursting mass That fell, convulsing ocean: safely fled— As if that frail and wasted human form 350 Had been an elemental god.
Strana 112 - 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 136 - Oh that God, Profuse of poisons, would concede the chalice Which but one living man has drained, who now, Vessel of deathless wrath, a slave that feels No proud exemption in the blighting curse He bears, over the world wanders for ever, Lone as incarnate death...
Strana 200 - Never will peace and human nature meet Till free and equal man and woman greet Domestic peace ; and ere this power can make In human hearts its calm and holy seat ; This slavery must be broken" — as I spake, From Cythna's eyes a light of exultation brake.
Strana 78 - Suave, mari magno turbantibus aequora ventis, E terra magnum alterius spectare laborem ; Non quia vexari quemquamst iucunda voluptas, Sed quibus ipse malis careas quia cernere suave est.
Strana 306 - Woman ! — she is his slave, she has become A thing I weep to speak — the child of scorn, The outcast of a desolated home, Falsehood, and fear, and toil, like waves have worn Channels upon her cheek, which smiles adorn, As calm decks the false Ocean : — well ye know What Woman is, for none of Woman born, Can choose but drain the bitter dregs of woe, Which ever from the oppressed to the oppressors flow.
Strana 83 - Immediately a place Before his eyes appear'd, sad, noisome, dark; A lazar-house it seem'd, wherein were laid Numbers of all diseased; all maladies Of ghastly spasm, or racking torture, qualms...