PoemsMacmillan and Company, 1887 |
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... cold by The Cloud , and by the spirits of the Earth and Moon in the Prometheus ; and if we are not left as cold by The Skylark , it is because we are made to think of our own sorrow , not because we care for the bird . But whether we ...
... cold by The Cloud , and by the spirits of the Earth and Moon in the Prometheus ; and if we are not left as cold by The Skylark , it is because we are made to think of our own sorrow , not because we care for the bird . But whether we ...
Página lii
... cold glare , that obscured the sun with a false light , came , and in the glare a chariot , and in the chariot , Life , the Conqueror . None could see its incommuni- cable face , double - hooded , double - caped , over its head a cloud ...
... cold glare , that obscured the sun with a false light , came , and in the glare a chariot , and in the chariot , Life , the Conqueror . None could see its incommuni- cable face , double - hooded , double - caped , over its head a cloud ...
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... cold fireside and alienated home To seek strange truths in undiscovered lands . Many a wide waste and tangled wilderness Has lured his fearless steps ; and he has bought With his sweet voice and eyes , from savage men , His rest and ...
... cold fireside and alienated home To seek strange truths in undiscovered lands . Many a wide waste and tangled wilderness Has lured his fearless steps ; and he has bought With his sweet voice and eyes , from savage men , His rest and ...
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... cold home Wildered , and wan , and panting , she returned . The Poet wandering on , through Arabie And Persia , and the wild Carmanian waste , And o'er the aërial mountains which pour down Indus and Oxus from their icy caves , In joy ...
... cold home Wildered , and wan , and panting , she returned . The Poet wandering on , through Arabie And Persia , and the wild Carmanian waste , And o'er the aërial mountains which pour down Indus and Oxus from their icy caves , In joy ...
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... cold white light of morning , the blue moon Low in the west , the clear and garish hills , The distinct valley and the vacant woods , Spread round him where he stood . Whither have fled The hues of heaven that canopied his bower Of ...
... cold white light of morning , the blue moon Low in the west , the clear and garish hills , The distinct valley and the vacant woods , Spread round him where he stood . Whither have fled The hues of heaven that canopied his bower Of ...
Términos y frases comunes
Adonais aërial æther Alastor ANTISTROPHE Aornos Apennine art thou awakened azure beams beasts warred beauty beneath bird blood blue bowers breath bright calm cave caverns clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON despair didst divine doth dreams earth EPODE eternal eyes faint fear fire fled fleeting river float flowers gaze gentle gleam golden grave green grey heart heaven hope hopes and fears human Italy kisses leaves light living lone mighty mist moon mountains night nurslings o'er ocean Ozymandias pale passion past poem poet rain Revolt of Islam round SEMICHORUS Serchio serene shadow Shelley Shelley's sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars storm stream sunfire sweet sweet emotion swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought thro veil vision voice wandering waves weep wert Whilst wild wind wingèd wings woods
Pasajes populares
Página 75 - From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet birds 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 75 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire...
Página 179 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell...
Página 82 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing...
Página 171 - 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, and fill...
Página 5 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Página 77 - 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 172 - The locks of the approaching storm. Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre...
Página 82 - Life of Life, thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them; And thy smiles before they dwindle Make the cold air fire; then screen them In those looks, where whoso gazes Faints, entangled in their mazes.
Página 167 - Yielding not, wounded the invisible Palms of her tender feet where'er they fell. And barbed tongues, and thoughts more sharp than they, Rent the soft form they never could repel, Whose sacred blood, like the young tears of May, Paved with eternal flowers that undeserving way.