Select Poems of ShelleyGinn, 1898 - 387 Seiten |
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... surpassing powers In the deaf air , to the blind earth , and heaven That echoes not my thoughts ? " A gloomy smile Of desperate hope wrinkled his quivering lips . 285 290 For sleep , he knew , kept most relentlessly Its ALASTOR . II.
... surpassing powers In the deaf air , to the blind earth , and heaven That echoes not my thoughts ? " A gloomy smile Of desperate hope wrinkled his quivering lips . 285 290 For sleep , he knew , kept most relentlessly Its ALASTOR . II.
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... echoes ; even that voice Which hither came , floating among the winds , And led the loveliest among human forms To make their wild haunts the depository Of all the grace and beauty that endued Its motions , render up its majesty ...
... echoes ; even that voice Which hither came , floating among the winds , And led the loveliest among human forms To make their wild haunts the depository Of all the grace and beauty that endued Its motions , render up its majesty ...
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... Echoes , through the mist Of cataracts , flung the thunder of that spell ! Ye icy Springs , stagnant with wrinkling frost , Which vibrated to hear me , and then crept Shuddering through India ! Thou serenest Air , Through which the Sun ...
... Echoes , through the mist Of cataracts , flung the thunder of that spell ! Ye icy Springs , stagnant with wrinkling frost , Which vibrated to hear me , and then crept Shuddering through India ! Thou serenest Air , Through which the Sun ...
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... echoes must be mute , Gray mountains , and old woods , and haunted springs , 250 Prophetic caves , and isle - surrounding streams , Rejoice to hear what yet ye cannot speak . PHANTASM . A spirit seizes me and speaks within : PROMETHEUS ...
... echoes must be mute , Gray mountains , and old woods , and haunted springs , 250 Prophetic caves , and isle - surrounding streams , Rejoice to hear what yet ye cannot speak . PHANTASM . A spirit seizes me and speaks within : PROMETHEUS ...
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... echoes know The darkness and the clangour of your wings . But why more hideous than your loathed selves Gather ye up in legions from the deep ? SECOND FURY . We knew not that : Sisters , rejoice , rejoice ! PROMETHEUS . Can aught exult ...
... echoes know The darkness and the clangour of your wings . But why more hideous than your loathed selves Gather ye up in legions from the deep ? SECOND FURY . We knew not that : Sisters , rejoice , rejoice ! PROMETHEUS . Can aught exult ...
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Adonais Æneid aërial Æschylus Alastor ASIA azure beauty beneath breath bright calm caverns caves clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine Dowden Dowden's dream earth echoes edition Epipsychidion eternal evil eyes fear feel fire fled flowers Forman gaze gentle Gisborne Godwin Greek Harriet heart heaven Hogg hope hour human ideal Jupiter Keats Leigh Hunt light living Lycidas Mary Shelley mighty mind moon mountains mourns for Adonais nature never night o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passage Plato poem poet poet's poetic poetry Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rossetti scene SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley Shelley's sister sleep smiles soft song soul sound spirit stanza stars Stopford Brooke stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought throne Trelawny truth veil voice wandering waves weep wild wind wind-flowers wings words writes ΙΟ
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Seite 178 - 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? With thy clear keen joyance Languor cannot be: Shadow of annoyance Never came near thee: Thou lovest - but ne'er knew love's sad satiety.
Seite 173 - 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.
Seite 175 - 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.
Seite 154 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth...
Seite 264 - His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there All new successions to the forms they wear ; Torturing th' unwilling dross that checks its flight To its own likeness, as each mass may bear ; And bursting in its beauty and its might From trees and beasts and men into the Heaven's light.
Seite 41 - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
Seite 154 - Thou on whose stream, mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean...
Seite 159 - 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...
Seite 173 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Seite 175 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air...