Life of Percy Bysshe ShelleyW. Scott, 1887 - Всего страниц: 201 |
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William Sharp. CONTENTS . CHAPTER I. Shelley's birth at the Manor of Field Place , August 4 , 1792 ; his grandfather , Sir Bysshe Shelley ; his father , mother , and sisters ; his early childhood ; Rev. Mr. Edwards of Warnham , his first ...
William Sharp. CONTENTS . CHAPTER I. Shelley's birth at the Manor of Field Place , August 4 , 1792 ; his grandfather , Sir Bysshe Shelley ; his father , mother , and sisters ; his early childhood ; Rev. Mr. Edwards of Warnham , his first ...
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... Shelley writes a romance , “ Hubert Cauvin " ; Shelley refuses to sign the entail ; is allowed £ 200 a year by his father ; he corresponds with William Godwin ; Shelley , Harriet , and Eliza move to Dublin ; he publishes his " Address ...
... Shelley writes a romance , “ Hubert Cauvin " ; Shelley refuses to sign the entail ; is allowed £ 200 a year by his father ; he corresponds with William Godwin ; Shelley , Harriet , and Eliza move to Dublin ; he publishes his " Address ...
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... Shelley and Mary return to England ; they visit Peacock at Marlow ; in 1817 they settle at West Marlow ; death of Godwin's adopted daughter , Fanny Imlay ; Shelley visits Leigh Hunt , and hears of Harriet's death ; reconciliation with ...
... Shelley and Mary return to England ; they visit Peacock at Marlow ; in 1817 they settle at West Marlow ; death of Godwin's adopted daughter , Fanny Imlay ; Shelley visits Leigh Hunt , and hears of Harriet's death ; reconciliation with ...
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... Shelley goes to Rome ; " Prometheus Unbound " commenced ; the child William dies and is buried in Rome 137 CHAPTER VII . The Shelleys go to Leghorn ; " The Cenci " ; they winter in Florence , where the cold hurts Shelley ; " Ode to the ...
... Shelley goes to Rome ; " Prometheus Unbound " commenced ; the child William dies and is buried in Rome 137 CHAPTER VII . The Shelleys go to Leghorn ; " The Cenci " ; they winter in Florence , where the cold hurts Shelley ; " Ode to the ...
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Стр. 153 - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken 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.
Стр. 150 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Стр. 32 - While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, And starlight wood, with fearful steps pursuing Hopes of high talk with the departed dead. I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed; I was not heard - I saw them not When musing deeply on the lot Of life, at that sweet time when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming, Sudden, thy shadow fell on me; I shrieked, and clasped my hands in ecstasy!
Стр. 167 - One hope within two wills, one will beneath Two overshadowing minds, one life, one death, One Heaven, one Hell, one immortality, And one annihilation. Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce Into the height of Love's rare Universe, Are chains of lead around its flight of fire. — I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire! Weak Verses, go, kneel at your Sovereign's feet, And say : — 'We are the masters of thy slave; 'What wouldest thou with us and ours and thine?
Стр. 151 - 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. 26 - I will be wise, And just, and free, and mild, if in me lies Such power, for I grow weary to behold The selfish and the strong still tyrannise Without reproach or check.
Стр. 168 - And falls upon the eyelids like faint sleep; And from the moss violets and jonquils peep, And dart their arrowy odour through the brain Till you might faint with that delicious pain. And every motion, odour, beam and tone, With that deep music is in unison; Which is a soul within the soul — they seem Like echoes of an antenatal dream. It is an isle 'twixt Heaven, Air, Earth, and Sea, Cradled, and hung in clear tranquillity; Bright as that wandering Eden Lucifer, Washed by the soft blue Oceans of...
Стр. 174 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Стр. 150 - 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.
Стр. 151 - O uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The comrade of thy wanderings over heaven, As then, when to outstrip thy...