The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyE. Moxon, 1839 - 363 Seiten |
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... feel all other affections , however true and fond , as wasted on barren soil in comparison . It is our best consolation to know that such a pure - minded and exalted being was once among us , and now exists where we hope one day to join ...
... feel all other affections , however true and fond , as wasted on barren soil in comparison . It is our best consolation to know that such a pure - minded and exalted being was once among us , and now exists where we hope one day to join ...
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... feel and live like man ; That their affections and antipathies , Like his , produce the laws Ruling their moral state ; And the minutest throb That through their frame diffuses The slightest , faintest motion , Is fixed and ...
... feel and live like man ; That their affections and antipathies , Like his , produce the laws Ruling their moral state ; And the minutest throb That through their frame diffuses The slightest , faintest motion , Is fixed and ...
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... feel , Nor the events enchaining every will , That from the depths of unrecorded time Have drawn all - influencing virtue , pass Unrecognised or unforeseen by thee , Soul of the Universe ! eternal spring Of life and death , of happiness ...
... feel , Nor the events enchaining every will , That from the depths of unrecorded time Have drawn all - influencing virtue , pass Unrecognised or unforeseen by thee , Soul of the Universe ! eternal spring Of life and death , of happiness ...
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... feel pain ; and his torments , when justly inflicted , ought precisely to be proportioned to his fault . But utility is morality ; that which is incapable of producing hap- piness is useless ; and though the crime of Damiens must be ...
... feel pain ; and his torments , when justly inflicted , ought precisely to be proportioned to his fault . But utility is morality ; that which is incapable of producing hap- piness is useless ; and though the crime of Damiens must be ...
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... feel himself more powerfully interested in favour of a man , who depending on the truth of his opinions , simply stated his reasons for entertaining them , than in that of his aggressor , who , daringly avowing his unwillingness or ...
... feel himself more powerfully interested in favour of a man , who depending on the truth of his opinions , simply stated his reasons for entertaining them , than in that of his aggressor , who , daringly avowing his unwillingness or ...
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AHASUERUS art thou beams beasts BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood breath bright burning calm cave Cenci child CHORUS clouds cold curse CYCLOPS CYPRIAN DÆMON dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine dread dream earth eternal evil eyes faint fair fear feel fire flame fled flowers gentle GIACOMO grave grey hair heard heart heaven hope human Iona Jupiter Laon light lips living looks LUCRETIA MAMMON MEPHISTOPHELES mighty mind moon mortal mountains never night nursling o'er ocean ORSINO pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Bell poem PROMETHEUS PURGANAX Queen Mab Revolt of Islam round ruin sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow shapes Shelley silent SILENUS slaves sleep smile soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne truth tyrant ULYSSES voice wandering waves weep whilst wild wind wings words
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Seite 249 - WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, 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 (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With...
Seite 249 - Scarce seemed a vision; I would ne'er have striven As thus with thee in prayer in my sore need. Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud ! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Seite 260 - Teach us, Sprite or Bird, What sweet thoughts are thine : I have never heard Praise of love or wine That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
Seite 259 - That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor, By the midnight breezes strewn ; And wherever the beat of her unseen feet...
Seite 292 - TO MUSIC, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed ; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
Seite 260 - 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.
Seite 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...
Seite 291 - That light whose smile kindles the universe, That beauty in which all things work and move, That benediction which the eclipsing curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which, through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst, now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
Seite 325 - And gray walls moulder round, on which dull Time Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand; And one keen pyramid with wedge sublime, Pavilioning the dust of him who planned This refuge for his memory, doth stand Like flame transformed to marble; and beneath, A field is spread, on which a newer band Have pitched in Heaven's smile their camp of death, Welcoming him we lose with scarce extinguished breath.
Seite 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...