PoemsK. Paul, Trench, 1885 - 393 páginas |
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... weeping flowers , or votive cypress wreath , The lone couch of his everlasting sleep : - Gentle , and brave , and generous , - ― no lorn bard Breathed o'er his dark fate one melodious sigh : He lived , he died , he sung , in solitude ...
... weeping flowers , or votive cypress wreath , The lone couch of his everlasting sleep : - Gentle , and brave , and generous , - ― no lorn bard Breathed o'er his dark fate one melodious sigh : He lived , he died , he sung , in solitude ...
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... weep a loss that turns their lights to shade . It is a woe too ' deep for tears , ' when all Is reft at once , when some surpassing Spirit , Whose light adorned the world around it , leaves Those who remain behind , not sobs or groans ...
... weep a loss that turns their lights to shade . It is a woe too ' deep for tears , ' when all Is reft at once , when some surpassing Spirit , Whose light adorned the world around it , leaves Those who remain behind , not sobs or groans ...
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... weep ; - Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : It is the same ! -For , be it joy or sorrow , The path of its departure still is free : Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow ; Nought may endure but Mutability . THERE IS NO ...
... weep ; - Embrace fond woe , or cast our cares away : It is the same ! -For , be it joy or sorrow , The path of its departure still is free : Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow ; Nought may endure but Mutability . THERE IS NO ...
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... weep no more ! Thou wilt not be consoled — I wonder not ! For I have seen thee from thy dwelling's door Watch the calm sunset with them , and this spot Was even as bright and calm , but transitory , And now thy hopes are gone , thy hair ...
... weep no more ! Thou wilt not be consoled — I wonder not ! For I have seen thee from thy dwelling's door Watch the calm sunset with them , and this spot Was even as bright and calm , but transitory , And now thy hopes are gone , thy hair ...
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... weep tears bitter as blood to know Thy lost friend's incommunicable woe . - ' Ye few by whom my nature has been weighed In friendship , let me not that name degrade By placing on your hearts the secret load Which crushes mine to dust ...
... weep tears bitter as blood to know Thy lost friend's incommunicable woe . - ' Ye few by whom my nature has been weighed In friendship , let me not that name degrade By placing on your hearts the secret load Which crushes mine to dust ...
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Adonais ANTISTROPHE Apennine art thou azure beams beautiful beneath billows blue bowers breath bright brow burning calm cave cavern clouds cold Dæmon dark dead death deep delight divine dome doth dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame fled fleeting river floating flowers folded palm gaze gentle gleam golden grave green grey heart heaven hope hopes and fears hues human isles kiss lady leaves LERICI light lips living lone MAGNETIC LADY mighty mingled moon morning mortal motion mountains mute music never night o'er ocean odour pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY poet rain Revolt of Islam rocks round shadow sigh silent sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou art thought throne tower tremble veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wind-flowers wings woods
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Página 185 - 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. Like a poet hidden In the light of thought, Singing hymns unbidden, Till the world is wrought To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not...
Página 184 - 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. In the golden lightning « Of the sunken sun, O'er which clouds are bright'ning, Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun.
Página 93 - Nothing / beside / remains. // Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, / The lone and level sands / stretch far away. JOHN GIELGUD'S PAUSES: I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: // Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. // Near them, on the sand, / Half sunk, / a...
Página 143 - 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 322 - 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 208 - I never was attached to that great sect, Whose doctrine is, that each one should select Out of the crowd a mistress or a friend, And all the rest, though fair and wise, commend To cold oblivion...
Página 180 - 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 noon-day 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.
Página 311 - As Albion wails for thee : the curse of Cain Light on his head who pierced thy innocent breast, And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest ! xvni.
Página 325 - The One remains, the many change and pass ; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly ; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Página 273 - 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.