The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumen 2John Slark, 1881 |
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... thoughts arise and fade in solitude 43. Otho .. 44. To Mary Shelley ( 1818 ) 45. O mighty mind , in whose deep stream this ... thought .. 55. I am drunk with the honey - wine 56. The world is dreary 57. To William Shelley ( Thy little ...
... thoughts arise and fade in solitude 43. Otho .. 44. To Mary Shelley ( 1818 ) 45. O mighty mind , in whose deep stream this ... thought .. 55. I am drunk with the honey - wine 56. The world is dreary 57. To William Shelley ( Thy little ...
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... thought 94. Sonnet to Byron · 95. Faint with love , the Lady of the South 96. Come , thou awakener of the spirit's ocean 97. The Isle .. 98. Bright wanderer , fair coquette of heaven ( 1822 ) Shelley's Note to Prince Athanase SECTION IV ...
... thought 94. Sonnet to Byron · 95. Faint with love , the Lady of the South 96. Come , thou awakener of the spirit's ocean 97. The Isle .. 98. Bright wanderer , fair coquette of heaven ( 1822 ) Shelley's Note to Prince Athanase SECTION IV ...
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... thought pollutes the day ; We feel , conceive or reason , laugh or weep , Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : - IV . It is the same ! -For , be it joy or sorrow , The path of its departure still is free ; Man's yesterday may ne ...
... thought pollutes the day ; We feel , conceive or reason , laugh or weep , Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : - IV . It is the same ! -For , be it joy or sorrow , The path of its departure still is free ; Man's yesterday may ne ...
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... thought , among the darkness stirs , Breathed from their wormy beds all living things around , And , mingling with the still night and mute sky , Its awful hush is felt inaudibly . V. Thus solemnized and softened , death is mild And ...
... thought , among the darkness stirs , Breathed from their wormy beds all living things around , And , mingling with the still night and mute sky , Its awful hush is felt inaudibly . V. Thus solemnized and softened , death is mild And ...
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... thought or form , where art thou gone ? Why dost thou pass away , and leave our state , This dim vast vale of tears , vacant and desolate ? — Ask why the sunlight not for ever Weaves rainbows o'er 10 POEMS WRITTEN IN 1816 . Hymn to ...
... thought or form , where art thou gone ? Why dost thou pass away , and leave our state , This dim vast vale of tears , vacant and desolate ? — Ask why the sunlight not for ever Weaves rainbows o'er 10 POEMS WRITTEN IN 1816 . Hymn to ...
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Términos y frases comunes
Adonais Anarchs ANTISTROPHE Apennine Archy art thou azure beams beauty beneath blood boat bosom breast breath bright calm cave cavern chidden child clouds cold Cyclops Cyprian dæmon dark dead dear death deep delight divine dream earth EPODE eternal eyes faint fear fierce fled fleeting river flowers gentle glory golden grave green grief hear heart heaven hope hour King leaves Leigh Hunt Lerici light living Lord melody Mephistopheles mighty moon morning mortal mountains Naples never night o'er ocean pale passed Pisa POEMS Queen rain rocks round sail Serchio shadow Shelley Shelley's shore silent Silenus sleep smile soft song SOPHIA STACEY sorrow soul spirit star storm Strafford stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne Tmolus tower Ulysses veil Via Reggio voice wake wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
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Página 122 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Página 74 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear; If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!
Página 35 - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
Página 70 - Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these. I bind the sun's throne with a burning zone, And the moon's with a girdle of pearl ; The volcanoes are dim, and the stars reel and swim, When the whirlwinds my banner unfurl.
Página 121 - And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand ; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble ; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death Welcoming him we lose with scarce extinguished breath.
Página 69 - 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 sea beneath, Its ardours of rest and of love, And the crimson pall of eve...
Página 89 - Blind with thine hair the eyes of Day; Kiss her until she be wearied out, Then wander o'er city, and sea, and land, Touching all with thine opiate wand— Come, long-sought!
Página 49 - Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre...
Página 68 - 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 70 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.