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FOURTH VOICE . PROMETHEUS . And we shrank back : for dreams of ruin And
what art thou , To frozen caves our flight pursuing O melancholy Voice ? Made us
keep silence — thus — and thusThough silence is as hell to us . THE EARTH .
FOURTH VOICE . PROMETHEUS . And we shrank back : for dreams of ruin And
what art thou , To frozen caves our flight pursuing O melancholy Voice ? Made us
keep silence — thus — and thusThough silence is as hell to us . THE EARTH .
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The thing that I have suffered but a shadow Who art thou , questioner ? I have no
father . In the dread lightning which avenges it ; [ Aside . Brief , rapid , irreversible
, destroying She is the madhouse nurse who tends on me , The consequence of ...
The thing that I have suffered but a shadow Who art thou , questioner ? I have no
father . In the dread lightning which avenges it ; [ Aside . Brief , rapid , irreversible
, destroying She is the madhouse nurse who tends on me , The consequence of ...
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Thou art an adept in the difficult lore Of Greek and Frank philosophy ; thou
numberest The flowers , and thou measurest the stars ; Thou severest element ...
I honour thee , and would be what thou art Were I not what I am ; but the unborn
hour ...
Thou art an adept in the difficult lore Of Greek and Frank philosophy ; thou
numberest The flowers , and thou measurest the stars ; Thou severest element ...
I honour thee , and would be what thou art Were I not what I am ; but the unborn
hour ...
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Thou art not , as impostors say , A shadow soon to pass away , A superstition ,
and a name Echoing from the cave of Fame . ... For the labourer thou art bread
And a comely table spread , From his daily labour come , In a neat and happy
home .
Thou art not , as impostors say , A shadow soon to pass away , A superstition ,
and a name Echoing from the cave of Fame . ... For the labourer thou art bread
And a comely table spread , From his daily labour come , In a neat and happy
home .
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TO As a lizard with the shade Of a trembling leaf , Thou with sorrow art dismayed
; Even the sighs of grief Reproach thee , that thou art not near , And reproach
thou wilt not hear . Mine eyes were dim with tears unshed ; Yes , I was firm —
thus rt ...
TO As a lizard with the shade Of a trembling leaf , Thou with sorrow art dismayed
; Even the sighs of grief Reproach thee , that thou art not near , And reproach
thou wilt not hear . Mine eyes were dim with tears unshed ; Yes , I was firm —
thus rt ...
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beams bear BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood breath bright calm child clouds cold dark dead death deep delight dream earth eternal eyes fair father fear feel fell fire flame flow flowers follow gentle grave green grew hair hand happy hear heard heart heaven hope hour human Italy knew leaves light lips living look lost mighty mind moon morning mother mountains move nature never night o'er ocean once pain pale pass past Peter poem rest round seemed shadow shapes silent slaves sleep smile soon soul sound speak spirit spring stand stars strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou thou art thought truth turned voice wandering waters waves weep wide wild wind wings youth
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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...
Información bibliográfica
| Título | The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley |
| Autor | Percy Bysshe Shelley |
| Editor | Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley |
| Editor | Edward Moxon, 1840 |
| Procedencia del original | Biblioteca Pública de Nueva York |
| Digitalizado | 6 Ene. 2007 |
| Largo | 363 páginas |
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