The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley |
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With borrowed light pursued their narrower way . Earth's pride and meanness
could not vanquish thee , Earth floated then below : And therefore art thou worthy
of the boon The chariot paused a moment there ; Which thou hast now received ...
With borrowed light pursued their narrower way . Earth's pride and meanness
could not vanquish thee , Earth floated then below : And therefore art thou worthy
of the boon The chariot paused a moment there ; Which thou hast now received ...
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... upon and with each other , yet all domestic and political tyranny and imposture
which conspiring to one tremendous end , would be as a light to make apparent
some of the most dark and secret the tenor of your life has illustrated , and which
...
... upon and with each other , yet all domestic and political tyranny and imposture
which conspiring to one tremendous end , would be as a light to make apparent
some of the most dark and secret the tenor of your life has illustrated , and which
...
Página 219
And my spirit , which so long Darkened this swift stream of song , Interpenetrated
lie By the glory of the sky ; Be it love , light , harmony , Odour , or the soul of all
Which from heaven like dew doth fall , Or the mind which feeds this verse
Peopling ...
And my spirit , which so long Darkened this swift stream of song , Interpenetrated
lie By the glory of the sky ; Be it love , light , harmony , Odour , or the soul of all
Which from heaven like dew doth fall , Or the mind which feeds this verse
Peopling ...
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... blossom , And the young winds fed it with silver dew , With golden and green
light , slanting through And it opened its fan - like leaves to the light , Their
heaven of many a tangled hue , And closed them beneath the kisses of night .
... blossom , And the young winds fed it with silver dew , With golden and green
light , slanting through And it opened its fan - like leaves to the light , Their
heaven of many a tangled hue , And closed them beneath the kisses of night .
Página 281
Pourest such music , that it might assuage A well of sealed and secret happiness
, The rugged hearts of those who prisoned thee , Whose waters like blithe light
and music are , Were they not deaf to all sweet melody ; Vanquishing dissonance
...
Pourest such music , that it might assuage A well of sealed and secret happiness
, The rugged hearts of those who prisoned thee , Whose waters like blithe light
and music are , Were they not deaf to all sweet melody ; Vanquishing dissonance
...
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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...