Rosalind and Helen: A Modern Eclogue, with Other PoemsShelley Society, 1888 - 92 頁 |
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第 ix 頁
... drives him forth to wander in far lands , away from Helen , and not unsuspected of seeking solace in strange loves . After three years he returns , C desolate , and renews his intercourse with Helen , under INTRODUCTION . ix.
... drives him forth to wander in far lands , away from Helen , and not unsuspected of seeking solace in strange loves . After three years he returns , C desolate , and renews his intercourse with Helen , under INTRODUCTION . ix.
第 xiv 頁
... strange though more orthodox , was many years older than her father , " a self - educated man of vigorous intellect , imperious will , and disposition impe- riously kind , . . . not five feet high , very dark of hue , with eyes red and ...
... strange though more orthodox , was many years older than her father , " a self - educated man of vigorous intellect , imperious will , and disposition impe- riously kind , . . . not five feet high , very dark of hue , with eyes red and ...
第 xviii 頁
... self who prayed to thee . " Nor is it strange that , in reading his homily on the tyranny of wedlock , Shelley should so far have idealized the conception of a tyrant husband as to endow him xviii ROSALIND AND HELEN , & c .
... self who prayed to thee . " Nor is it strange that , in reading his homily on the tyranny of wedlock , Shelley should so far have idealized the conception of a tyrant husband as to endow him xviii ROSALIND AND HELEN , & c .
第 xxiii 頁
... strange if the original manuscript and Mrs. Shelley's copy had both disappeared for ever : meanwhile rather than bewail our ignorance as to the particular passages which were thus corrupted , let us congratulate ourselves that the noble ...
... strange if the original manuscript and Mrs. Shelley's copy had both disappeared for ever : meanwhile rather than bewail our ignorance as to the particular passages which were thus corrupted , let us congratulate ourselves that the noble ...
第 5 頁
... strange grief But seldom stoops to such relief : Nor ever did I love thee less , Though mourning o'er thy wickedness Even with a sister's woe . I knew What to the evil world is due , And therefore sternly did refuse To link me with the ...
... strange grief But seldom stoops to such relief : Nor ever did I love thee less , Though mourning o'er thy wickedness Even with a sister's woe . I knew What to the evil world is due , And therefore sternly did refuse To link me with the ...
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第 82 頁 - Nothing / beside / remains. // Round the decay Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare, / The lone and level sands / stretch far away. JOHN GIELGUD'S PAUSES: I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: // Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. // Near them, on the sand, / Half sunk, / a...
第 82 頁 - I met a traveller from an antique land Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read...
第 48 頁 - Heardst thou not sweet words among That heaven-resounding minstrelsy ! - Heardst thou not, that those who die Awake in a world of ecstasy ? That love, when limbs are interwoven, And sleep, when the night of life is cloven, And thought, to the world's dim boundaries clinging, And music, when one beloved is singing, Is death ? Let us drain right joyously The cup which the sweet bird fills for me.
第 64 頁 - On the level quivering line Of the waters crystalline ; And before that chasm of light, As within a furnace bright, Column, tower, and dome, and spire, Shine like obelisks of fire...
第 71 頁 - In thine halls the lamp of learning, Padua, now no more is burning; Like a meteor whose wild way Is lost over the grave of day, It gleams betrayed and to betray.
第 59 頁 - MANY a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, Never thus could voyage on Day and night, and night and day, Drifting on his dreary way, With the solid darkness black Closing round his vessel's track ; Whilst above the sunless sky, Big with clouds, hangs heavily...
第 69 頁 - Men must reap the things they sow, Force from force must ever flow, Or worse ; but 'tis a bitter woe That love or reason cannot change The despot's rage, the slave's revenge.
第 78 頁 - Why fear and dream and death and birth Cast on the daylight of this earth Such gloom, — why man has such a scope For love and hate, despondency and hope?
第 82 頁 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed : And on the pedestal these words appear : 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
第 79 頁 - Thro" strings of some still instrument, Or moonlight on a midnight stream, Gives grace and truth to life's unquiet dream. Love, Hope, and Self-esteem, like clouds, depart And come, for some uncertain moments lent. Man were immortal, and omnipotent, Didst thou, unknown and awful as thou art, Keep with thy glorious train firm state within his heart. Thou messenger of sympathies, That wax and wane in lovers' eyes — Thou, that to human thought art nourishment, Like darkness to a dying flame!