The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Том 3Houghton Mifflin, 1892 |
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... move a resolution , That her most sacred Majesty should be Invited to attend the feast of Famine , And to receive upon her chaste white body Dews of apotheosis from this Bag . [ A great confusion is heard , of the Pigs II . i . 94-110 ] ...
... move a resolution , That her most sacred Majesty should be Invited to attend the feast of Famine , And to receive upon her chaste white body Dews of apotheosis from this Bag . [ A great confusion is heard , of the Pigs II . i . 94-110 ] ...
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... moves not in the moving Heavens , alone ? A smile amid dark frowns ? a gentle tone Amid rude voices ? a belovèd light ? A solitude , a refuge , a delight ? A lute , which those whom love has taught to play Make music on , to soothe the ...
... moves not in the moving Heavens , alone ? A smile amid dark frowns ? a gentle tone Amid rude voices ? a belovèd light ? A solitude , a refuge , a delight ? A lute , which those whom love has taught to play Make music on , to soothe the ...
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... move ; A metaphor of Spring and Youth and Morning ; A vision like incarnate April , warning , With smiles and tears ... moved beside it on this earth , A shadow of that substance , from its birth ; But not as now . I love thee ; yes , I ...
... move ; A metaphor of Spring and Youth and Morning ; A vision like incarnate April , warning , With smiles and tears ... moved beside it on this earth , A shadow of that substance , from its birth ; But not as now . I love thee ; yes , I ...
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... moving billows of my being fell Into a death of ice , immovable ; And then what earthquakes made it gape and split , The white Moon smiling all the while on it ; - These words conceal ; if not , each word would be The key of stanchless ...
... moving billows of my being fell Into a death of ice , immovable ; And then what earthquakes made it gape and split , The white Moon smiling all the while on it ; - These words conceal ; if not , each word would be The key of stanchless ...
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... moving pomp might seem Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream . XIV All he had loved , and moulded into thought From shape , and hue , and odor , and sweet sound , Lamented Adonais . Morning sought Her eastern watch tower , and ...
... moving pomp might seem Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream . XIV All he had loved , and moulded into thought From shape , and hue , and odor , and sweet sound , Lamented Adonais . Morning sought Her eastern watch tower , and ...
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Стр. 234 - mid the steep sky's commotion, Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shed, Shook from the tangled boughs of heaven and ocean, Angels of rain and lightning ! there are spread On the blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm.
Стр. 220 - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
Стр. 152 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Стр. 221 - Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are ; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear, Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony.
Стр. 271 - 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. Chorus Hymeneal, Or triumphal chaunt, Matched- with thine would be all But an empty vaunt, A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want.
Стр. 240 - 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?
Стр. 330 - Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!
Стр. 267 - 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, Which only the angels hear, 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 and flee Like a swarm of golden bees...
Стр. 87 - He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely: he doth bear His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there, All new successions to the forms they wear; Torturing th...
Стр. 85 - Live thou, whose infamy is not thy fame! Live! fear no heavier chastisement from me, Thou noteless blot on a remembered name! But be thyself, and know thyself to be!