Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumen8W. Scott, 1887 - 201 páginas |
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... never finished ; and contempo- raneously he received the honour of a baronetcy , on account of electioneering and other political services . With his new dignities , however , Sir Bysshe Shelley of Castle Goring did not the more ...
... never finished ; and contempo- raneously he received the honour of a baronetcy , on account of electioneering and other political services . With his new dignities , however , Sir Bysshe Shelley of Castle Goring did not the more ...
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... never persisted in any experiment if he saw that he was causing pain or real fear . There was nothing of the cold - blooded experimentalist in Shelley at any time of his life , and it was in all sincerity that , in the beautiful opening ...
... never persisted in any experiment if he saw that he was causing pain or real fear . There was nothing of the cold - blooded experimentalist in Shelley at any time of his life , and it was in all sincerity that , in the beautiful opening ...
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... never very clearly defined or very militant antagonism — a half - suspicious , half - jealous resentment on the one hand , and on the other a quick scorn for certain trifling , though none the less real , vulgarities . While Shelley was ...
... never very clearly defined or very militant antagonism — a half - suspicious , half - jealous resentment on the one hand , and on the other a quick scorn for certain trifling , though none the less real , vulgarities . While Shelley was ...
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... never seemed to study , but to pass most of his time in reverie and watching the clouds , in scribbling sketches of cedars and other trees , and in " mooning . " Books , especially fiction , and more particularly Mrs. Radcliffe's and ...
... never seemed to study , but to pass most of his time in reverie and watching the clouds , in scribbling sketches of cedars and other trees , and in " mooning . " Books , especially fiction , and more particularly Mrs. Radcliffe's and ...
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... never lost . He was naturally calm , but when he heard of or read of some flagrant act of injustice , oppression , or cruelty , then indeed the sharpest marks of horror and indignation were visible in his countenance . " AT CHAPTER II ...
... never lost . He was naturally calm , but when he heard of or read of some flagrant act of injustice , oppression , or cruelty , then indeed the sharpest marks of horror and indignation were visible in his countenance . " AT CHAPTER II ...
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Página 152 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air, I silently laugh at my own cenotaph, And out of the caverns of rain, Like a child from the womb, like a ghost from the tomb, I arise and unbuild it again.
Página 148 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Página 165 - One hope within two wills, one will beneath Two overshadowing minds, one life, one death, One Heaven, one Hell, one immortality, And one annihilation. Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce Into the height of Love's rare Universe, Are chains of lead around its flight of fire. — I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire! Weak Verses, go, kneel at your Sovereign's feet, And say : — 'We are the masters of thy slave; 'What wouldest thou with us and ours and thine?
Página 151 - 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.
Página 172 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Página 30 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead.
Página 143 - 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 166 - And falls upon the eyelids like faint sleep; And from the moss violets and jonquils peep, And dart their arrowy odour through the brain Till you might faint with that delicious pain. And every motion, odour, beam and tone, With that deep music is in unison; Which is a soul within the soul — they seem Like echoes of an antenatal dream. It is an isle 'twixt Heaven, Air, Earth, and Sea, Cradled, and hung in clear tranquillity; Bright as that wandering Eden Lucifer, Washed by the soft blue Oceans of...
Página 166 - To other lands, leave azure chasms of calm Over this isle, or weep themselves in dew, From which its fields and woods ever renew Their green and golden immortality. And from the sea there rise, and from the sky There...
Página 139 - Such as from earth's embrace the salt ooze breeds, Is this ; an uninhabited sea-side, Which the lone fisher, when his nets are dried, Abandons ; and no other object breaks The waste, but one dwarf tree and some few stakes...