The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 pagina's |
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Pagina 18
... grew Fairer and nobler with each passing year . Now Time his dusky pennons o'er the scene Closes in steadfast darkness , and the past Fades from our charmed sight . My task is done : Thy lore is learned . Earth's wonders are thine own ...
... grew Fairer and nobler with each passing year . Now Time his dusky pennons o'er the scene Closes in steadfast darkness , and the past Fades from our charmed sight . My task is done : Thy lore is learned . Earth's wonders are thine own ...
Pagina 32
... , and was chained for this crime to Mount Caucasus , where a vulture continually devoured his liver , that grew to meet its hunger . Hesiod says , that before the time of Prometheus , mankind were exempt from 32 NOTES ON QUEEN MAB .
... , and was chained for this crime to Mount Caucasus , where a vulture continually devoured his liver , that grew to meet its hunger . Hesiod says , that before the time of Prometheus , mankind were exempt from 32 NOTES ON QUEEN MAB .
Pagina 46
... grew feebler still : And when two lessening points of light alone Gleamed through the darkness , the alternate gasp Of his faint respiration scarce did stir The stagnate night : -till the minutest ray Was quenched , the pulse yet ...
... grew feebler still : And when two lessening points of light alone Gleamed through the darkness , the alternate gasp Of his faint respiration scarce did stir The stagnate night : -till the minutest ray Was quenched , the pulse yet ...
Pagina 50
... grew under my hands . I would willingly have sent it forth to the world with that perfection which long labour and revi- sion is said to bestow . But I found that if I should gain something in exactness by this method , I might lose ...
... grew under my hands . I would willingly have sent it forth to the world with that perfection which long labour and revi- sion is said to bestow . But I found that if I should gain something in exactness by this method , I might lose ...
Pagina 51
... grew calm , and I was meek and bold . V. And from that hour did I with earnest thought Heap knowledge from forbidden mines of lore , Yet nothing that my tyrants knew or taught I cared to learn , but from that secret store Wrought linked ...
... grew calm , and I was meek and bold . V. And from that hour did I with earnest thought Heap knowledge from forbidden mines of lore , Yet nothing that my tyrants knew or taught I cared to learn , but from that secret store Wrought linked ...
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The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, ed. by mrs. Shelley ..., Volume 3 Percy Bysshe Shelley Volledige weergave - 1862 |
Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
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
Populaire passages
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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?
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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!
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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!
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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...