Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volumen1E. Moxon, 1839 - 363 páginas |
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... spirit weeps within Tears bitterer than the bloody sweat of Christ . fudore I rarely kill the body , which preserves , Like a strong prison , the soul within my power , Wherein I feed it with the breath of fear For hourly pain . Cam ...
... spirit weeps within Tears bitterer than the bloody sweat of Christ . fudore I rarely kill the body , which preserves , Like a strong prison , the soul within my power , Wherein I feed it with the breath of fear For hourly pain . Cam ...
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... spirit might ; And so I swear a cold fidelity : And it is well perhaps we should not marry . You have a sly equivocating vein That suits me not . Ah , wretched that I am ! Where shall I turn ? E'en now you look on me As you were not my ...
... spirit might ; And so I swear a cold fidelity : And it is well perhaps we should not marry . You have a sly equivocating vein That suits me not . Ah , wretched that I am ! Where shall I turn ? E'en now you look on me As you were not my ...
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... spirit of life ! My God ! I never knew what the mad felt [ a pause . Before ; for I am mad beyond all doubt ! ( More wildly . ) No , I am dead ! These putrifying limbs Shut round and sepulchre the panting soul . Which would burst forth ...
... spirit of life ! My God ! I never knew what the mad felt [ a pause . Before ; for I am mad beyond all doubt ! ( More wildly . ) No , I am dead ! These putrifying limbs Shut round and sepulchre the panting soul . Which would burst forth ...
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... spirit of unnatural life , Stir and be quickened , even as I am now . ( Exit . ) SCENE II . Before the castle af Petrella . Enter BEATRICE and Lu- CRETIA above , on the ramparts . Beatr . They come not yet . Lucr . ' Tis scarce midnight ...
... spirit of unnatural life , Stir and be quickened , even as I am now . ( Exit . ) SCENE II . Before the castle af Petrella . Enter BEATRICE and Lu- CRETIA above , on the ramparts . Beatr . They come not yet . Lucr . ' Tis scarce midnight ...
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... spirit , His eye , his voice , his touch , surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes , as a shape more like himself , Even the form which tortured me on earth , Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles , he ...
... spirit , His eye , his voice , his touch , surrounding me ; The atmosphere and breath of my dead life ! If sometimes , as a shape more like himself , Even the form which tortured me on earth , Masked in grey hairs and wrinkles , he ...
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