The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Various Additional Pieces from Ms. and Other Sources, Tom 1E. Moxon, 1870 |
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Strona xi
... was essentially careless as a writer . Spite of his class- ical education and tastes , and his cultivated perceptions of + Fortnightly Review , May 1869 . Nightingale Valley , p . 282 ( 1860 ) . many kinds , he was at all times capable of.
... was essentially careless as a writer . Spite of his class- ical education and tastes , and his cultivated perceptions of + Fortnightly Review , May 1869 . Nightingale Valley , p . 282 ( 1860 ) . many kinds , he was at all times capable of.
Strona xii
... writing the wrong word . In another sense , however , he was not a careless writer . Though no poetry bears a more visible stamp of inspiration , his MSS . show that this inspiration did not subside at once into its true and final ...
... writing the wrong word . In another sense , however , he was not a careless writer . Though no poetry bears a more visible stamp of inspiration , his MSS . show that this inspiration did not subside at once into its true and final ...
Strona xiv
... of pieces , either wholly unprinted till now , or else not printed among the works of Shelley , distinguish the present edition from all predeces- sors . * No omission from any writing whatever , xiv PREFACE TO THE Revised eDITION .
... of pieces , either wholly unprinted till now , or else not printed among the works of Shelley , distinguish the present edition from all predeces- sors . * No omission from any writing whatever , xiv PREFACE TO THE Revised eDITION .
Strona xv
... writing whatever , I need hardly say , has been made on any ground of assumed " propriety , " moral or religious . As Shelley did not write , so neither do I revise , for babes and sucklings . The question how a re - editor should treat ...
... writing whatever , I need hardly say , has been made on any ground of assumed " propriety , " moral or religious . As Shelley did not write , so neither do I revise , for babes and sucklings . The question how a re - editor should treat ...
Strona xxix
... write the life of Shelley is ( if I may trust my own belief ) to write the life of the greatest English poet since Milton , or pos- sibly since Shakspeare ; and , as the greatest poet must be equal at least to the greatest man of any ...
... write the life of Shelley is ( if I may trust my own belief ) to write the life of the greatest English poet since Milton , or pos- sibly since Shakspeare ; and , as the greatest poet must be equal at least to the greatest man of any ...
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Strona 330 - On a poet's lips I slept Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept ; Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see, what things they be ; But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality ! One of these awakened me, And I sped to succour thee.
Strona 345 - Hidden beneath the mountains and the waves. He gave man speech, and speech created thought, Which is the measure of the universe...
Strona 327 - They dare not devise good for man's estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare. The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want: worse need for them. The wise want love; and those who love want wisdom; And all best things are thus confused to ill.
Strona 81 - But it shall come to pass, if thou wilt not hearken unto the voice of the LORD thy God, to observe to do all his commandments and his statutes which I command thee this day; that all these curses shall come upon thee, and overtake thee: Cursed shalt thou be in the city, and cursed shalt thou be in the field.
Strona 293 - Through mist, an heaven-sustaining bulwark reared Between the East and West ; and half the sky Was roofed with clouds of rich emblazonry Dark purple at the zenith, which still grew Down the steep West into a wondrous hue Brighter than burning gold, even to the rent Where the swift sun yet paused in his descent Among the many-folded hills : they were Those famous Euganean hills, which bear, As seen from Lido thro...
Strona 318 - Prometheus. It doth repent me: words are quick and vain; Grief for awhile is blind, and so was mine. I wish no living thing to suffer pain.
Strona 499 - The loathsome mask has fallen, the man remains Sceptreless, free, uncircumscribed, but man Equal, unclassed, tribeless, and nationless. Exempt from awe, worship degree, the king Over himself; just, gentle, wise...
Strona 317 - Rain then thy plagues upon me here, Ghastly disease, and frenzying fear ; And let alternate frost and fire Eat into me, and be thine ire Lightning, and cutting hail, and legioned forms Of furies, driving by upon the wounding storms. Ay, do thy worst ! Thou art omnipotent. O'er all things but thyself I gave thee power, And my own will.
Strona 99 - He lingered, poring on memorials Of the world's youth ; through the long burning day Gazed on those speechless shapes; nor, when the moon Filled the mysterious halls with floating shades, Suspended he that task, but ever gazed And gazed, till meaning on his vacant mind Flashed like strong inspiration, and he saw The thrilling secrets of the birth of time.
Strona 369 - Kindling with mingled sounds, and many tones, Intelligible words and music wild. With mighty whirl the multitudinous orb Grinds the bright brook into an azure mist Of elemental subtlety, like light ; And the wild odour of the forest flowers, The music of the living grass and air...