Select Poems of ShelleyGinn, 1898 - 387 páginas |
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Página xiv
... heart , and their pathos was so deep that in listening to him the tears have involuntarily gushed from my eyes ... hearts in youthful talk . We used to speak of the ladies with whom we were in love , and I remember our usual practice was ...
... heart , and their pathos was so deep that in listening to him the tears have involuntarily gushed from my eyes ... hearts in youthful talk . We used to speak of the ladies with whom we were in love , and I remember our usual practice was ...
Página xxvi
... hearts together . As a partial substitute for companionship with a sympa- thetic spirit , Shelley maintained a close ... heart yearned . Their correspondence treated of the widest and profoundest questions , the existence of God ...
... hearts together . As a partial substitute for companionship with a sympa- thetic spirit , Shelley maintained a close ... heart yearned . Their correspondence treated of the widest and profoundest questions , the existence of God ...
Página xxxiii
... heart , enough to employ the discussions of reason ; I beheld , in short , that I had duties to perform . Con- ceive the effect which the Political Justice would have upon a mind before zealous of its independence and participating some ...
... heart , enough to employ the discussions of reason ; I beheld , in short , that I had duties to perform . Con- ceive the effect which the Political Justice would have upon a mind before zealous of its independence and participating some ...
Página xxxix
... heart and an unwilling hand ; but it must be so . She was deprived by our misjudging haste of a situation where she was going on smoothly ; and now she says that her reputation is gone , her health ruined , her peace of mind destroyed ...
... heart and an unwilling hand ; but it must be so . She was deprived by our misjudging haste of a situation where she was going on smoothly ; and now she says that her reputation is gone , her health ruined , her peace of mind destroyed ...
Página xlix
... heart and soul . It is a sight which awakens an inexpressible sensation of disgust and horror to see her caress my poor little Ìanthe , in whom I may hereafter find the consolation of sympathy . I some- times feel faint with the fatigue ...
... heart and soul . It is a sight which awakens an inexpressible sensation of disgust and horror to see her caress my poor little Ìanthe , in whom I may hereafter find the consolation of sympathy . I some- times feel faint with the fatigue ...
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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...