Prometheus Unbound: A Lyrical Drama, Том 10D.C. Heath & Company, 1892 - Всего страниц: 171 |
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... night My being was condensed . " Shelley's imagination always plays upon exquisitely accu- rate perception , yet his treatment of nature springs , not from the dull observation of the scientist , but from the vision - seeing faculty of ...
... night My being was condensed . " Shelley's imagination always plays upon exquisitely accu- rate perception , yet his treatment of nature springs , not from the dull observation of the scientist , but from the vision - seeing faculty of ...
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... night . In darkness , lit by the moonbeams of Memory and Hope , the Titan , glacier - bound , hangs " Upon this wall of eagle - baffling mountain , Black , wintry , dead , unmeasured . " Slowly the " wingless , crawling hours " pass on ...
... night . In darkness , lit by the moonbeams of Memory and Hope , the Titan , glacier - bound , hangs " Upon this wall of eagle - baffling mountain , Black , wintry , dead , unmeasured . " Slowly the " wingless , crawling hours " pass on ...
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... Night . PROMETHEUS . Monarch of Gods and Daemons , and all Spirits But One , who throng those bright and rolling worlds Which Thou and I alone of living things Behold with sleepless eyes ! regard this Earth 9 Made multitudinous with thy ...
... Night . PROMETHEUS . Monarch of Gods and Daemons , and all Spirits But One , who throng those bright and rolling worlds Which Thou and I alone of living things Behold with sleepless eyes ! regard this Earth 9 Made multitudinous with thy ...
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... night , Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn , Or , starry , dim , and slow , the other climbs The leaden - colored east ; for then they lead The wingless , crawling hours , one among whom As some dark Priest hales the ...
... night , Whether one breaks the hoar frost of the morn , Or , starry , dim , and slow , the other climbs The leaden - colored east ; for then they lead The wingless , crawling hours , one among whom As some dark Priest hales the ...
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... night and day , Smiling reproach . Wise art thou , firm and good , But vainly wouldst stand forth alone in strife ... night and day : whether the Sun Split my parched skin , or in the moony night ACT I. ] 25 PROMETHEUS UNBOUND .
... night and day , Smiling reproach . Wise art thou , firm and good , But vainly wouldst stand forth alone in strife ... night and day : whether the Sun Split my parched skin , or in the moony night ACT I. ] 25 PROMETHEUS UNBOUND .
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Стр. 120 - To suffer woes which Hope thinks infinite; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night; To defy Power, which seems omnipotent; To love, and bear; to hope till Hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Стр. lviii - 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!
Стр. 95 - 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 : but man Passionless ? no, yet free from guilt or pain, Which were, for his will made or suffered them, Nor yet exempt, though ruling them like slaves, From chance, and death, and mutability, The clogs of that which else might oversoar The loftiest star of unascended heaven, Pinnacled dim...
Стр. 148 - Oft seeks to sweet retired solitude, Where, with her best nurse Contemplation, She plumes her feathers, and lets grow her wings. That, in the various bustle of resort, Were all to-ruffled, and sometimes impaired. He that has light within his own clear breast May sit i...
Стр. 74 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing ; And thine doth like an angel sit Beside the helm conducting it, Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing. It seems to float ever, for ever, Upon that many-winding river, Between mountains, woods, abysses, A paradise of wildernesses ! Till, like one in slumber bound, Borne to the ocean, I float down, around, Into a sea profound, of ever-spreading sound : Meanwhile thy spirit lifts...
Стр. 74 - Through the clouds ere they divide them ; And this atmosphere divinest Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. Fair are others ; none beholds thee, But thy voice sounds low and tender Like the fairest, for it folds thee From the sight, that liquid splendour, And all feel, yet see thee never...
Стр. 162 - Sail forth — steer for the deep waters only, Reckless O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me, For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all. O my brave soul ! O farther farther sail ! O daring joy, but safe ! are they not all the seas of God? O farther, farther, farther sail ! PRAYER OF COLUMBUS.
Стр. 66 - He gave man speech, and speech created thought, Which is the measure of the universe...
Стр. 93 - And behold, thrones were kingless, and men walked One with the other even as spirits do : None fawned, none trampled ; hate, disdain, or fear, Self-love or self-contempt, on human brows No more inscribed, as o'er the gate of hell, " All hope abandon, ye who enter here...
Стр. 4 - The only imaginary being resembling in any degree Prometheus, is Satan; and Prometheus is, in my judgment, a more poetical character than Satan, because, in addition to courage, and majesty, and firm and patient opposition to omnipotent force, he is susceptible of being described as exempt from the taints of ambition, envy, revenge, and a desire for personal aggrandisement, which, in the Hero of Paradise Lost, interfere with the interest.