The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 páginas |
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... youth the victim of the state of feeling inspired by the reaction of the French Revolution ; and believing firmly in the justice and excellence of his views , it cannot be wondered that a nature as sensitive , as impetuous , and as ...
... youth the victim of the state of feeling inspired by the reaction of the French Revolution ; and believing firmly in the justice and excellence of his views , it cannot be wondered that a nature as sensitive , as impetuous , and as ...
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... youth is , till they have got beyond its period ; and time was not given him to attain this knowledge . It must be remembered that there is the stamp of such inexperience on all he wrote ; he had not completed his nine - and- twentieth ...
... youth is , till they have got beyond its period ; and time was not given him to attain this knowledge . It must be remembered that there is the stamp of such inexperience on all he wrote ; he had not completed his nine - and- twentieth ...
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... youth Already crushed with servitude : he knows His wretchedness too late , and cherishes Repentance for his ruin , when his doom Is sealed in gold and blood ! Those too the tyrant serve , who skilled to snare The feet of justice in the ...
... youth Already crushed with servitude : he knows His wretchedness too late , and cherishes Repentance for his ruin , when his doom Is sealed in gold and blood ! Those too the tyrant serve , who skilled to snare The feet of justice in the ...
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... youth's corrupted impulses prepare A life of horror from the blighting bane Of commerce : whilst the pestilence that springs From unenjoying sensualism , has filled All human life with hydra - headed woes . Falsehood demands but gold to ...
... youth's corrupted impulses prepare A life of horror from the blighting bane Of commerce : whilst the pestilence that springs From unenjoying sensualism , has filled All human life with hydra - headed woes . Falsehood demands but gold to ...
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... youth , and infancy , Horribly massacred , ascend to heaven In honour of his name ; or , last and worst , Earth beneath religion's iron age , groans And priests dare babble of a God of peace , Even whilst their hands are red with ...
... youth , and infancy , Horribly massacred , ascend to heaven In honour of his name ; or , last and worst , Earth beneath religion's iron age , groans And priests dare babble of a God of peace , Even whilst their hands are red with ...
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AHASUERUS Apennine art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom brain breast breath bright burning calm Cenci child clouds cold curse dæmon dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine doth dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame flowers gentle gleam grave green grew grey grief hair hate heard heart heaven hope human Italy lady Laon light lips living lone looked Lord Byron LUCRETIA mighty mind moon mountains Naples never night nursling o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Bell Pisa poem PROMETHEUS Queen Mab rain round sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soft soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne tower truth twas tyrants veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
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Página 260 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Página 259 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Página 299 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Página 292 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee...
Página 259 - Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle. Why not I with thine...
Página 289 - Now thou art dead, as if it were a part Of thee, my Adonais! I would give All that I am to be as thou now art! But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!
Página 260 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine- own kind ? what ignorance of pain...
Página 291 - Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet To have outgrown the sorrow which consigned Its charge to each; and if the seal is set, Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind, Break it not thou!
Página 260 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Página 259 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit...