The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Tom 3E. Moxon, 1847 |
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... cradle and bed , Will it rock thee not , infant ? " Tis beating with dread ! Alas ! what is life , what is death , what are we , That when the ship sinks we no longer may be ? What ! to see thee no more , and to feel thee no more ? To ...
... cradle and bed , Will it rock thee not , infant ? " Tis beating with dread ! Alas ! what is life , what is death , what are we , That when the ship sinks we no longer may be ? What ! to see thee no more , and to feel thee no more ? To ...
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... cradle and the grave , Crowned him the King of Life . O vain endeavour ! If on his own high will a willing slave , He has enthroned the oppression and the oppressor , What if earth can clothe and feed Amplest millions at their need ...
... cradle and the grave , Crowned him the King of Life . O vain endeavour ! If on his own high will a willing slave , He has enthroned the oppression and the oppressor , What if earth can clothe and feed Amplest millions at their need ...
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... cradles steep In the cave of the shelving hill ; At noon - tide they flow Through the woods below And the meadows of Asphodel ; And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath the Ortygian shore ; - Like spirits that lie In the ...
... cradles steep In the cave of the shelving hill ; At noon - tide they flow Through the woods below And the meadows of Asphodel ; And at night they sleep In the rocking deep Beneath the Ortygian shore ; - Like spirits that lie In the ...
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... cradle ever weaves ! So I , a thing whom moralists call worm , Sit spinning still round this decaying form , From the fine threads of rare and subtle thought- No net of words in garish colours wrought , To catch the idle buzzers of the ...
... cradle ever weaves ! So I , a thing whom moralists call worm , Sit spinning still round this decaying form , From the fine threads of rare and subtle thought- No net of words in garish colours wrought , To catch the idle buzzers of the ...
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... cradle leapt , And clove dun Chaos with his wings of gold , And like a horticultural adept , Stole a strange seed , and wrapt it up in mould , And sowed it in his mother's star , and kept Watering it all the summer with sweet dew , And ...
... cradle leapt , And clove dun Chaos with his wings of gold , And like a horticultural adept , Stole a strange seed , and wrapt it up in mould , And sowed it in his mother's star , and kept Watering it all the summer with sweet dew , And ...
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Adonais Anarchs ANTISTROPHE art thou azure beams beasts beauty beneath blue boat bosom bowers breath bright burning calm cave cavern chidden CHORUS clouds cold cradle CYCLOPS CYPRIAN DÆMON dark dead death deep delight divine dream earth EPODE eternal eyes faint FAUST fear fire flame transformed fled fleeting river flowers folded palm gentle golden green grew grey heart heaven hope isle kiss laugh leaves LEIGH HUNT light living MEPHISTOPHELES mighty moon morning mortal mountains murmuring never night o'er ocean odour pale Pisa poem rain rocks round Sensitive Plant Serchio shadow Shelley shore SILENUS sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit splendour stars storm stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne thunder trembling ULYSSES veil Via Reggio voice wandering waters waves weep Whilst wild wind wind-flowers wings Witch