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" And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed; I was not heard — I saw them not — When musing deeply on the lot Of life... "
The Monthly magazine - Página 121
de Monthly literary register - 1840
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Poems Selected from Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1880 - 394 páginas
...called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed, I was not heard — I saw them not — When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing M vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming, — Sudden, thy shadow fell on me ;...
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Poetical Works, Volumes 2-4

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1881
...dead ; I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed. I was not heard, I saw them not ; When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...vowed that I would dedicate my powers To thee and thine : have I not kept the vow ? With beating heart and streaming eyes, even now I call the phantoms...
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Harper's Cyclopædia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1881 - 958 páginas
...dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed : I was not heard : I saw them not : When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...ecstasy ! I vowed that I would dedicate my powers To thce and thiue : have I not kept the vow f With beating heart and streaming eyes, oven now I call the...
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The Household Book of Poetry

Charles Anderson Dana - 1882 - 862 páginas
...with which our youth is fed; POEMS OF SENTIMENT AND REFLECTION. I was not heard ; 1 saw them not. When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...vowed that I would dedicate my powers To thee and thine ; have I not kept the vow 1 With beating heart and streaming eyes, even now I call the phantoms...
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Development of English Literature and Language

Alfred Hix Welsh - 1882
...is fed; I was not heard; I saw them not; When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet lime when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to...shadow fell on me; I shrieked, and clasped my hands In ecstasy!'1 It is in his lyrics that we have Shelley at his best. It is in these that he lays hold of...
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Harper's Cyclopaedia of British and American Poetry

Epes Sargent - 1882 - 958 páginas
...poisonous names with which our youth is fed : I was not heard : I saw them not : When musing deeply ou s that tell What words can never speak so well; By love's alternate thiugs that wake to briug News of birds and blossoming, Sudden, thy shadow fell on me : I shrieked,...
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Development of English Literature and Language, Volume 2

Alfred Hix Welsh - 1883
...dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed; I was not heard ; I saw them not ; When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...on me; I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy ! ' ' It is in his lyrics that we have Shelley at his best. It is in these that he lays hold of the...
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A Grammar of the English Language

Henry Elliot Shepherd - 1883 - 144 páginas
...dead. I cnll'd on poisonous names with which our youth is fed; I was not heard; I saw them not. When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...and blossoming, Sudden, thy shadow fell on me ; I shriek'd, and clasp'd my hands in ecstasy! 6. I vow'd that I would dedicate my powers To thee and thine;...
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The Poets' Birds

Phil Robinson - 1883 - 490 páginas
...various birds in melting concert sing, And hail the beauty of the op'ning spring. — Savage : To Dyer. All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming. —Shelley : Hymn to Intellectual Beauty. Cold doth not sting, the pretty birds do sing Cuckoo, jug-jug,...
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The lyrics and minor poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley. With a prefatory notice ...

Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1884
...dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed. I was not heard, I saw them not ; When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time...— I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy I 6. I rowed that I would dedicate my powers To thee and thine : Lave I not kept the vow ? With beating...
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