The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 |
Z wnętrza książki
Wyniki 6 - 10 z 99
Strona 26
... rests on the theist . Sir Isaac Newton says : Hypotheses non fingo , quicquid enim ex phenomenis non deducitur hypothesis vocanda est , et hypothesis vel meta physica , vel physicæ , vel quali- tatum occultarum , seu mechanicæ , in ...
... rests on the theist . Sir Isaac Newton says : Hypotheses non fingo , quicquid enim ex phenomenis non deducitur hypothesis vocanda est , et hypothesis vel meta physica , vel physicæ , vel quali- tatum occultarum , seu mechanicæ , in ...
Strona 28
... rest- lessness to rove the globe from pole to pole . When our Lord was wearied with the burthen of his ponderous cross , and wanted to rest before the door of Ahasuerus , the unfeeling wretch drove him away with brutality . The saviour ...
... rest- lessness to rove the globe from pole to pole . When our Lord was wearied with the burthen of his ponderous cross , and wanted to rest before the door of Ahasuerus , the unfeeling wretch drove him away with brutality . The saviour ...
Strona 29
... rest after the toils of life - to be doomed to be im- prisoned forever in this clay - formed dungeon - to be forever clogged with this worthless body , its load of diseases and infirmities - to be condemned to hold for millenniums that ...
... rest after the toils of life - to be doomed to be im- prisoned forever in this clay - formed dungeon - to be forever clogged with this worthless body , its load of diseases and infirmities - to be condemned to hold for millenniums that ...
Strona 30
... rests upon miracles , prophecies , and martyrdoms . No religion ever existed , which had not its prophets , its attested miracles , and above all , crowds of devotees who would bear patiently the most horrible tortures to prove its ...
... rests upon miracles , prophecies , and martyrdoms . No religion ever existed , which had not its prophets , its attested miracles , and above all , crowds of devotees who would bear patiently the most horrible tortures to prove its ...
Strona 31
... rest his claim to being considered the son of God ; -the Humane Society restores drowned persons , and as it makes no mystery of the method it employs , its mem- bers are not mistaken for the sons of God . All that we have a right to ...
... rest his claim to being considered the son of God ; -the Humane Society restores drowned persons , and as it makes no mystery of the method it employs , its mem- bers are not mistaken for the sons of God . All that we have a right to ...
Inne wydania - Wyświetl wszystko
Kluczowe wyrazy i wyrażenia
AHASUERUS Apennine art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom brain breast breath bright burning calm Cenci child clouds cold curse dæmon dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine doth dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame flowers gentle gleam grave green grew grey grief hair hate heard heart heaven hope human Italy lady Laon light lips living lone looked Lord Byron LUCRETIA mighty mind moon mountains Naples never night nursling o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Bell Pisa poem PROMETHEUS Queen Mab rain round sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soft soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne tower truth twas tyrants veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
Popularne fragmenty
Strona 260 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
Strona 259 - 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, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
Strona 299 - I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright; I arise from dreams of thee, And a spirit in my feet Has led me — who knows how?
Strona 292 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee...
Strona 259 - 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...
Strona 289 - Now thou art dead, as if it were a part Of thee, my Adonais! I would give All that I am to be as thou now art! But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!
Strona 260 - 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...
Strona 291 - 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, Break it not thou!
Strona 260 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
Strona 259 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit...