The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyMacmillan, 1891 - 708 strán (strany) |
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Strana xxxviii
... voice in verse . Yet he was usually averse to expressing these feelings , except when highly idealised ; and many of his more beautiful effusions he had cast aside unfinished , and they were never seen by me till after I had lost him ...
... voice in verse . Yet he was usually averse to expressing these feelings , except when highly idealised ; and many of his more beautiful effusions he had cast aside unfinished , and they were never seen by me till after I had lost him ...
Strana xliii
... voice be- stowed and each countenance demonstrated for him we had lost , -not , I fondly hope , for ever ; his unearthly and elevated nature is a pledge of the continuation of his being , although in an altered form . PREFACE xliii PAGE.
... voice be- stowed and each countenance demonstrated for him we had lost , -not , I fondly hope , for ever ; his unearthly and elevated nature is a pledge of the continuation of his being , although in an altered form . PREFACE xliii PAGE.
Strana 10
... voice , Loud as the voice of nature , shall have waked The nations ; and mankind perceive that vice Is discord , war , and misery ; that virtue Is peace , and happiness and harmony ; When man's maturer nature shall disdain The ...
... voice , Loud as the voice of nature , shall have waked The nations ; and mankind perceive that vice Is discord , war , and misery ; that virtue Is peace , and happiness and harmony ; When man's maturer nature shall disdain The ...
Strana 26
... voice Was heard on earth : earth shuddered Here I command thee hence to lead Girt as it was with power . None but Yet ever - burning flame and ceaseless Survived , cold - blooded slaves , who Shall be the doom of their eternal souls ...
... voice Was heard on earth : earth shuddered Here I command thee hence to lead Girt as it was with power . None but Yet ever - burning flame and ceaseless Survived , cold - blooded slaves , who Shall be the doom of their eternal souls ...
Strana 35
... voice of hoarse despair Pealed through the echoing vaults , but soothing notes Of ivy - fingered winds and gladsome birds And merriment were resonant around . These ruins soon left not a wreck behind : Their elements , wide scattered o ...
... voice of hoarse despair Pealed through the echoing vaults , but soothing notes Of ivy - fingered winds and gladsome birds And merriment were resonant around . These ruins soon left not a wreck behind : Their elements , wide scattered o ...
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Adonais art thou beams Beatrice beauty beneath blood bosom breast breath bright calm cave Cenci child Chorus clouds cold Cyclops Cyprian Dæmon dark dead death deep delight Demogorgon divine dread dream earth eternal eyes faint fair fear feel fire flame fled flowers FRAGMENT gentle golden grave green Harvard College hast hear heart heaven hope hour human Laon light lips living look Mephistopheles mighty mind moon morning mortal mountains never night o'er ocean pain pale Panthea passion Percy Bysshe Shelley Peter Bell Pisa poem Queen Mab Revolt of Islam round ruin sate Semichorus shadow Shelley Shelley's silent Silenus slaves sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought thro throne truth tyrant Ulysses voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
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Strana 527 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is; What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind! Be through my lips to unawakened earth The...
Strana 506 - I MET a traveller from an antique land Who said : Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed : And on the pedestal these words appear : " My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !...
Strana 430 - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me ; my spirit's bark is driven Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given. The massy earth and sphered skies are riven ! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar ! Whilst, burning through the inmost veil of heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
Strana 514 - Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, Nor that content surpassing wealth, The sage in meditation found, And walked with inward glory crowned, — Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround; Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
Strana 543 - 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 ; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
Strana 452 - Oh cease ! must hate and death return ? Cease ! must men kill and die ? Cease ! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter prophecy! The world is weary of the past, — Oh might it die or rest at last!
Strana 429 - Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness, Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread.
Strana 429 - 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.
Strana 293 - To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent; This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great and joyous, beautiful and free; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory.
Strana 429 - And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death, Welcoming him we lose with scarce extinguished breath.