The Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumen1T. C. Newby, 1847 - 372 páginas |
Dentro del libro
Resultados 1-5 de 26
Página 12
... give entire , not so much on account of its merit , or as a literary curiosity , but to show the early regard he entertained for me , the play- fulness of his character as a boy , and the dry hu- mour of franking the letter , his father ...
... give entire , not so much on account of its merit , or as a literary curiosity , but to show the early regard he entertained for me , the play- fulness of his character as a boy , and the dry hu- mour of franking the letter , his father ...
Página 27
... give in their proper place , became a great proficient in the art . He passed among his schoolfellows as a strange and unsocial being , for when a holiday relieved us from our tasks , and the other boys were engaged in such sports as ...
... give in their proper place , became a great proficient in the art . He passed among his schoolfellows as a strange and unsocial being , for when a holiday relieved us from our tasks , and the other boys were engaged in such sports as ...
Página 50
... give some specimens of what was a remarkable effort for a mere boy . His knowledge of Greek was at that time super- ficial , but he , in after years , became sensible , as I have often heard him say , of the great inferi- ority of Latin ...
... give some specimens of what was a remarkable effort for a mere boy . His knowledge of Greek was at that time super- ficial , but he , in after years , became sensible , as I have often heard him say , of the great inferi- ority of Latin ...
Página 65
... give the bent to a poetical imagination ? Animals , as well as our- selves , have intellectual qualities , —the difference is in degree , not in kind ; but over and above this , they must have a something superadded , to make the ...
... give the bent to a poetical imagination ? Animals , as well as our- selves , have intellectual qualities , —the difference is in degree , not in kind ; but over and above this , they must have a something superadded , to make the ...
Página 86
... gives the following account of this extraordinary effort : — " A mad washerwoman named Peg Nicholson , had attempted to stab King George the Third , with a carving knife - the story has been long forgotten , but it was then fresh in the ...
... gives the following account of this extraordinary effort : — " A mad washerwoman named Peg Nicholson , had attempted to stab King George the Third , with a carving knife - the story has been long forgotten , but it was then fresh in the ...
Otras ediciones - Ver todas
Términos y frases comunes
abode admirable affection afterwards allude appears beauty boat Bysshe called Cenci character child Childe Harold dark dear death delight divine dream endeavoured Eton eyes father feeling fondness genius Grove hand heard heart Hogg Horsham human imagination inspiration interest Keswick knew lady lake Laon Leigh Hunt letter London looked Lord Byron marriage ment mind Mont Allegre Moore mountains nature never night Oxford P. B. SHELLEY pale passage passed passion Percy Percy Bysshe Shelley philosophy Plato Pliny the Elder poem poet poetry Polidori Prometheus Prometheus Unbound proved Queen Mab remark Revolt of Islam Rosicrucian scene scepticism seems Shel Shelley says Shelley's Sion Sir Timothy soon soul speak spirit stanza Sussex T. C. Medwin thee thou thought tion told took verses Wandering Jew whilst wild wonderful words written young youth
Pasajes populares
Página 32 - ... by indulging some peculiar habits of thought, was eminently delighted with those flights of imagination which pass the bounds of nature, and to which the mind is reconciled only by a passive acquiescence in popular traditions. He loved fairies, genii, giants, and monsters ; he delighted to rove through the meanders of enchantment, to gaze on the magnificence of golden palaces, to repose by the water-falls of Elysian gardens.
Página 332 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Página 231 - Were all that was, — only . . . when his regard Was raised by intense pensiveness, . . . two eyes. Two starry eyes, hung in the gloom of thought, And seemed with their serene and azure smiles To beckon him.
Página 43 - 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.
Página 17 - May-dawn it was, When I walked forth upon the glittering grass, And wept, I knew not why: until there rose From the near school-room, voices, that, alas! Were but one echo from a world of woes — The harsh and grating strife of tyrants and of foes.
Página 142 - I am expelled," he said, as soon as he had recovered himself a little, " I am expelled ! I was sent for suddenly a few minutes ago ; I went to the common room, where I found our master, and two or three of the fellows. The master produced a copy of the little syllabus, and asked me if I were the author of it. He spoke in a rude, abrupt, and insolent tone. I begged to be informed for what purpose he put the question.
Página 276 - With beating heart and streaming eyes, even now I call the phantoms of a thousand hours Each from his voiceless grave : they have in...
Página 338 - That man could be so perfectionised as to be able to expel evil from his own nature, and from the greater part of the creation, was the cardinal point of his system.
Página 204 - I cannot but consider as highly immoral, has been established in proof, and established as the effect of those principles; conduct nevertheless which he represents to himself and others, not as conduct to be considered as immoral, but to be recommended and observed in practice, and as worthy of approbation.
Página 68 - WHOSE is the love that, gleaming through the world, Wards off the poisonous arrow of its scorn ? Whose is the warm and partial praise Virtue's most sweet reward ? Beneath whose looks did my reviving soul Riper in truth and virtuous daring grow ? Whose eyes have I gazed fondly on, And loved mankind the more? Harriet ! on thine :— thou wert my purer mind ; Thou wert the inspiration of my song ; Thine are these early wilding flowers, Though garlanded by me.