The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Various Additional Pieces from Ms. and Other Sources, Tom 1E. Moxon, 1870 |
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... roar is wakened into echoings sweet To murmur through the heaven - breathing groves , And melodize with man's blessed nature there . " Those deserts of immeasurable sand Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to 48 QUEEN MAB .
... roar is wakened into echoings sweet To murmur through the heaven - breathing groves , And melodize with man's blessed nature there . " Those deserts of immeasurable sand Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to 48 QUEEN MAB .
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... sweet incense to the sunrise , smiles To see a babe before his mother's door Sharing his morning's meal With the green and golden basilisk That comes to lick his feet . " Those trackless deeps where many a weary sail Has seen above the ...
... sweet incense to the sunrise , smiles To see a babe before his mother's door Sharing his morning's meal With the green and golden basilisk That comes to lick his feet . " Those trackless deeps where many a weary sail Has seen above the ...
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... sweet place of bliss Where friends and lovers meet to part no more . Thou art the end of all desire and will , The product of all action ; and the souls That by the paths of an aspiring change Have reached thy haven of perpetual peace ...
... sweet place of bliss Where friends and lovers meet to part no more . Thou art the end of all desire and will , The product of all action ; and the souls That by the paths of an aspiring change Have reached thy haven of perpetual peace ...
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... sweet bondage which is freedom's self , And rivets with sensation's softest tie The kindred sympathies of human souls , Needed no fetters of tyrannic law . Those delicate and timid impulses In nature's primal modesty arose , And with ...
... sweet bondage which is freedom's self , And rivets with sensation's softest tie The kindred sympathies of human souls , Needed no fetters of tyrannic law . Those delicate and timid impulses In nature's primal modesty arose , And with ...
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... sweet kisses - have been dear to me ; If no bright bird , insect , or gentle beast , I consciously have injured , but still loved And cherished these my kindred ; -then forgive This boast , beloved brethren , and withdraw No portion of ...
... sweet kisses - have been dear to me ; If no bright bird , insect , or gentle beast , I consciously have injured , but still loved And cherished these my kindred ; -then forgive This boast , beloved brethren , and withdraw No portion of ...
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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...