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... Spirit PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ( 1792-1822 ) Stanzas - April 1814 . · Extract from Alastor , or The Spirit of Solitude Stanzas written in Dejection near Naples Ode to the West Wind Extracts from Prometheus Unbound : Semichorus I of Spirits ...
... Spirit PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ( 1792-1822 ) Stanzas - April 1814 . · Extract from Alastor , or The Spirit of Solitude Stanzas written in Dejection near Naples Ode to the West Wind Extracts from Prometheus Unbound : Semichorus I of Spirits ...
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... spirit , he , with Turner , was a discoverer in the open face of nature : working apart from one another , these two mighty ' Lords of the eye , ' seized and grasped what had always been visible yet never seen , and gave their ...
... spirit , he , with Turner , was a discoverer in the open face of nature : working apart from one another , these two mighty ' Lords of the eye , ' seized and grasped what had always been visible yet never seen , and gave their ...
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... spirit of aloofness ' and self - forgetfulness which , whether spontaneous or the result of the highest art , marks the highest types of poetry . Perhaps it is from this that he so rarely abandoned himself to that spirit of playfulness ...
... spirit of aloofness ' and self - forgetfulness which , whether spontaneous or the result of the highest art , marks the highest types of poetry . Perhaps it is from this that he so rarely abandoned himself to that spirit of playfulness ...
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... spirit breathed From dead men to their kind . You look round on your Mother Earth , As if she for no purpose bore you ; As if you were her first - born birth , And none had lived before you ! ' One morning thus , by Esthwaite lake ...
... spirit breathed From dead men to their kind . You look round on your Mother Earth , As if she for no purpose bore you ; As if you were her first - born birth , And none had lived before you ! ' One morning thus , by Esthwaite lake ...
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... spirit , have I turned to thee , O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro ' the woods , How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now , with gleams of half - extinguished thought , With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a ...
... spirit , have I turned to thee , O sylvan Wye ! thou wanderer thro ' the woods , How often has my spirit turned to thee ! And now , with gleams of half - extinguished thought , With many recognitions dim and faint , And somewhat of a ...
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