The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley in Verse and Prose, how First Brought Together with Many Pieces Not Before Published, Том 2Reeves and Turner, 1880 |
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... moon Betrayed them to our notice : the other fell Desperately fighting . SAVELLA . What does he confess ? OFFICER . He keeps firm silence ; but these lines found on him . May speak . SAVELLA . Their language is at least sincere . TO THE ...
... moon Betrayed them to our notice : the other fell Desperately fighting . SAVELLA . What does he confess ? OFFICER . He keeps firm silence ; but these lines found on him . May speak . SAVELLA . Their language is at least sincere . TO THE ...
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... MOON.1 SPIRITS OF THE HOURS . SPIRITS . ECHOES . FAUNS.2 FURIES . 1 No such dramatis persona as The Spirit of the Moon is given in this list in Shelley's edition . It was sup- plied in Mrs. Shelley's first edition of 1839 . 2 In the ...
... MOON.1 SPIRITS OF THE HOURS . SPIRITS . ECHOES . FAUNS.2 FURIES . 1 No such dramatis persona as The Spirit of the Moon is given in this list in Shelley's edition . It was sup- plied in Mrs. Shelley's first edition of 1839 . 2 In the ...
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... moon - freezing crystals , the bright chains Eat with their burning cold into my bones . Heaven's winged hound , polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own , tears up 1 My heart ; and shapeless sights come wandering by , The ...
... moon - freezing crystals , the bright chains Eat with their burning cold into my bones . Heaven's winged hound , polluting from thy lips His beak in poison not his own , tears up 1 My heart ; and shapeless sights come wandering by , The ...
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... moon , had spread their snowy flakes , From the keen ice shielding our linked sleep . Then two dreams came . One , I remember not . But in the other his pale wound - worn limbs Fell from Prometheus , and the azure night Grew radiant ...
... moon , had spread their snowy flakes , From the keen ice shielding our linked sleep . Then two dreams came . One , I remember not . But in the other his pale wound - worn limbs Fell from Prometheus , and the azure night Grew radiant ...
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... moon.1 Prometheus , it is thine ! depart not yet ! Say not those smiles that we shall meet again . Within that bright pavilion which their beams Shall build on the waste world ? The dream is told . What shape is that between us ? Its ...
... moon.1 Prometheus , it is thine ! depart not yet ! Say not those smiles that we shall meet again . Within that bright pavilion which their beams Shall build on the waste world ? The dream is told . What shape is that between us ? Its ...
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art thou ASIA azure Beatrice beautiful beneath Bernardo blood BOAR Boeotia bright calm CAMILLO caverns caves Cenci cloud comma coursers crime Dæmons dark dead death deep DEMOGORGON dream earth edition of 1839 edition we read eyes faint father fear fire flowers Francesco FURY gentle GIACOMO hair hear heart heaven hour innocent Iona IONE Jupiter light list of errata living look LUCRETIA Marzio Masque of Anarchy MINOTAUR moon mountains murder night o'er ocean OLIMPIO ORSINO pain palaces pale PANTHEA pigs poem Pope printed PROMETHEUS Prometheus Unbound PURGANAX rain Rossetti SAVELLA says SCENE SEMICHORUS sense shadow Shelley Shelley's edition Shelley's first edition sister sleep smiles soul sound speak spirit stanza stars styes sweet SWELLFOOT swine tears Thebes thee thine things thou art thought thro throne torture veil voice waves wind wings word
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Сторінка 295 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth...
Сторінка 298 - The sweet buds every one. When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under; And then again I dissolve it in rain. And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Сторінка 303 - Thou dost float and run ; Like an unbodied joy whose race is just begun. The pale purple even Melts around thy flight Like a star of Heaven, In the broad daylight Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight, 20 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.
Сторінка 300 - I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky ; I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain, The pavilion of heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams, Build up the blue dome of air...
Сторінка 292 - Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill...
Сторінка 304 - Soothing her love-laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love, which overflows her bower. Like a glow-worm golden In a dell of dew, Scattering unbeholden Its aerial hue Among the flowers and grass, which screen it from the view.
Сторінка 299 - The sanguine Sunrise, with his meteor eyes, And his burning plumes outspread, Leaps on the back of my sailing rack, When the morning star shines dead ; As on the jag of a mountain crag, 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...
Сторінка 294 - The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams, Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, And saw in sleep old palaces and towers Quivering within the wave's intenser day, All overgrown with azure moss, and flowers So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! — Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below 46 The sea-blooms, and the oozy woods which wear The sapless foliage of the ocean, know Thy voice, and suddenly...
Сторінка 299 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl...
Сторінка 301 - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.