Select Poems of ShelleyGinn, 1898 - 387 páginas |
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Página xviii
... things by utilitarian and matter - of - fact standards , and had a tendency to cynicism . But he was intellectual and witty , and shared Shelley's love of reading and discussion . With a certain contempt for his friend's idealism ...
... things by utilitarian and matter - of - fact standards , and had a tendency to cynicism . But he was intellectual and witty , and shared Shelley's love of reading and discussion . With a certain contempt for his friend's idealism ...
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... things were as Shelley asserted . They started out the next morning ; but before going far Shelley , suddenly turning round , exclaimed , " I do not think we shall find Williams at the Turk's Head ; " and proposed a walk in another ...
... things were as Shelley asserted . They started out the next morning ; but before going far Shelley , suddenly turning round , exclaimed , " I do not think we shall find Williams at the Turk's Head ; " and proposed a walk in another ...
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... things which society about her deemed important . In 1813 Shelley made a purchase of plate and set up a carriage - certainly not of his own impulse . To intensify any divergencies of thought and feeling between husband and wife , there ...
... things which society about her deemed important . In 1813 Shelley made a purchase of plate and set up a carriage - certainly not of his own impulse . To intensify any divergencies of thought and feeling between husband and wife , there ...
Página lii
... things , she regarded the judgment of the world with more reverence than became the wife of the poet , and was anxious to mingle with it . " Poor Mary , " said Shelley to Trelawny , " hers is a sad fate . She can't bear solitude , nor I ...
... things , she regarded the judgment of the world with more reverence than became the wife of the poet , and was anxious to mingle with it . " Poor Mary , " said Shelley to Trelawny , " hers is a sad fate . She can't bear solitude , nor I ...
Página liii
... things . I wish you to bring with you the two deeds which Tahourdin has to prepare for you , as also a copy of the settlement . Do not part with any of your money . But what shall be done about the books ? You can consult on the spot ...
... things . I wish you to bring with you the two deeds which Tahourdin has to prepare for you , as also a copy of the settlement . Do not part with any of your money . But what shall be done about the books ? You can consult on the spot ...
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Adonais Æneid aërial Æschylus Alastor ASIA azure beauty beneath breath bright calm caverns caves clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine Dowden Dowden's dream earth echoes edition Epipsychidion eternal evil eyes fear feel fire fled flowers Forman gaze gentle Gisborne Godwin Greek Harriet heart heaven Hogg hope hour human ideal Jupiter Keats Leigh Hunt light living Lycidas Mary Shelley mighty mind moon mountains mourns for Adonais nature never night o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passage Plato poem poet poet's poetic poetry Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rossetti scene SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley Shelley's sister sleep smiles soft song soul sound spirit stanza stars Stopford Brooke stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne Trelawny truth veil voice wandering waves weep wild wind wind-flowers wings words writes ΙΟ
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Página 178 - 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? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Página 173 - 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.
Página 175 - Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Página 154 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth...
Página 264 - His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there All new successions to the forms they wear ; Torturing th' unwilling dross that checks its flight To its own likeness, as each mass may bear ; And bursting in its beauty and its might From trees and beasts and men into the Heaven's light.
Página 41 - 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 154 - Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean...
Página 159 - 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 173 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken 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.
Página 175 - 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...