The lyrics and minor poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. With a prefatory notice, by J. Skipsey |
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... mountains , seas , and skies , of light and darkness , and the seasons , and all the elements of our being , as if Nature herself had written it with the creation and its hopes newly cast around her ; but it must be confessed not ...
... mountains , seas , and skies , of light and darkness , and the seasons , and all the elements of our being , as if Nature herself had written it with the creation and its hopes newly cast around her ; but it must be confessed not ...
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... mountains which pour down Indus and Oxus from their icy caves , In joy and exultation held his way ; Till in the vale of Cachmire , far within Its loneliest dell , where odorous plants entwine Beneath the hollow rocks a natural bower ...
... mountains which pour down Indus and Oxus from their icy caves , In joy and exultation held his way ; Till in the vale of Cachmire , far within Its loneliest dell , where odorous plants entwine Beneath the hollow rocks a natural bower ...
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... mountains seen in the calm lake , Lead only to a black and watery depth- While Death's blue vault with loathliest vapours hung , Where every shade which the foul grave exhales Hides its dead eye from the detested day , Conducts , O ...
... mountains seen in the calm lake , Lead only to a black and watery depth- While Death's blue vault with loathliest vapours hung , Where every shade which the foul grave exhales Hides its dead eye from the detested day , Conducts , O ...
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... mountainous waste to mutual war Rushed in dark tumult thundering , as to mock The calm and spangled sky . The little ... mountain overhung the sea ; And faster still , beyond all human speed , Suspended on the sweep of the smooth wave ...
... mountainous waste to mutual war Rushed in dark tumult thundering , as to mock The calm and spangled sky . The little ... mountain overhung the sea ; And faster still , beyond all human speed , Suspended on the sweep of the smooth wave ...
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... mountain , riven , Exposed those black depths to the azure sky , Ere yet the flood's enormous volume fell Even to the base of Caucasus with sound That shook the everlasting rocks , the mass Filled with one whirlpool all that ample chasm ...
... mountain , riven , Exposed those black depths to the azure sky , Ere yet the flood's enormous volume fell Even to the base of Caucasus with sound That shook the everlasting rocks , the mass Filled with one whirlpool all that ample chasm ...
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Adonais ANTISTROPHE Apennine azure beams beautiful beneath blood blue bowers breast breath bright burning calm cave caverns clouds cold dark dead death deep delight didst divine dome dream earth eternal eyes faint fear fire flame fled floating flowers folded palm gaze gentle gleam golden golden air Grace Darling grave green grew grey Harriet Westbrook heart heaven hope hues human isle JOSEPH SKIPSEY kiss Lady leaves light lips living lone Maddalo Mary Godwin melody mighty mighty heart moon morning motion mountains never night nursling o'er ocean odour pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY pinnace poems poet rain Robert Moffat round Sensitive Plant serene shadow Shelley silent sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit splendour stars stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou art thought tower tremble veil voice wandering waves weep wild wind wind-flowers wings
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Página 281 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Página 178 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is : What if my leaves are falling like its own ! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit ! Be thou me, impetuous one ! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth...
Página 233 - The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder. I sift the snow on the mountains below, And their great pines groan aghast; And all the night 'tis my pillow white, While I sleep in the arms of the blast.
Página 233 - The sanguine sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead...
Página 105 - 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 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 280 - Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead, A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread. And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming...
Página 264 - Oh, weep for Adonais ! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head ! And thou, sad Hour, selected from all years To mourn our loss, rouse thy obscure compeers, And teach them thine own sorrow, say : " With me Died Adonais ; till the Future dares Forget the Past, his fate and fame shall be An echo and a light unto eternity...
Página 68 - Spirit of Beauty, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, - where art thou gone? Why dost thou pass away and leave our state. This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Página 277 - tis Death is dead, not he; Mourn not for Adonais. - Thou young Dawn, Turn all thy dew to splendour, for from thee The spirit thou lamentest is not gone...
Página 273 - Thus ceased she: and the mountain shepherds came, Their garlands sere, their magic mantles rent; The Pilgrim of Eternity, whose fame Over his living head like Heaven is bent, An early but enduring monument, Came, veiling all the lightnings of his song In sorrow...