The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 páginas |
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... dreads his enmity . The iron rod of penury still compels Her wretched slave to bow the knee to wealth , And poison , with unprofitable toil , A life too void of solace to confirm The very chains that bind him to his doom . Nature ...
... dreads his enmity . The iron rod of penury still compels Her wretched slave to bow the knee to wealth , And poison , with unprofitable toil , A life too void of solace to confirm The very chains that bind him to his doom . Nature ...
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... dread eloquence of dying men , Low mingling on the lonely field of fame , Assails that nature whose applause he sells For the gross blessings of the patriot mob , For the vile gratitude of heartless kings , And for a cold world's good ...
... dread eloquence of dying men , Low mingling on the lonely field of fame , Assails that nature whose applause he sells For the gross blessings of the patriot mob , For the vile gratitude of heartless kings , And for a cold world's good ...
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... dread work , Hell , gapes for ever for the unhappy slaves Of fate , whom he created in his sport , To triumph in their torments when they fell ! Earth heard the name ; earth trembled , as the smoke Of his revenge ascended up to heaven ...
... dread work , Hell , gapes for ever for the unhappy slaves Of fate , whom he created in his sport , To triumph in their torments when they fell ! Earth heard the name ; earth trembled , as the smoke Of his revenge ascended up to heaven ...
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... dreaded through the land . Yet ever - burning flame and ceaseless woe Shall be the doom of their eternal souls , With every soul on this ungrateful earth , Virtuous or vicious , weak or strong , —even all Shall perish , to fulfil the ...
... dreaded through the land . Yet ever - burning flame and ceaseless woe Shall be the doom of their eternal souls , With every soul on this ungrateful earth , Virtuous or vicious , weak or strong , —even all Shall perish , to fulfil the ...
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... dreaded not a name , [ grace ; And elevated will , that journeyed on Through life's phantasmal scene in fearlessness , With virtue , love , and pleasure , hand in hand . Then , that sweet bondage which is freedom's self , And rivets ...
... dreaded not a name , [ grace ; And elevated will , that journeyed on Through life's phantasmal scene in fearlessness , With virtue , love , and pleasure , hand in hand . Then , that sweet bondage which is freedom's self , And rivets ...
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AHASUERUS Apennine art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom brain breast breath bright burning calm Cenci child clouds cold curse dæmon dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine doth dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame flowers gentle gleam grave green grew grey grief hair hate heard heart heaven hope human Italy lady Laon light lips living lone looked Lord Byron LUCRETIA mighty mind moon mountains Naples never night nursling o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Bell Pisa poem PROMETHEUS Queen Mab rain round sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soft soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne tower truth twas tyrants veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
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Página 260 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Página 259 - 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, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Página 299 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Página 292 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee...
Página 259 - 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 289 - Now thou art dead, as if it were a part Of thee, my Adonais! I would give All that I am to be as thou now art! But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!
Página 260 - 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...
Página 291 - Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet To have outgrown the sorrow which consigned Its charge to each; and if the seal is set, Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind, Break it not thou!
Página 260 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. 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.
Página 259 - 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...