The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Alastor. Laon and Cythna. Rosalind and HelenReeves and Turner, 1876 |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 42 筆
第 xxi 頁
... heard enough and too much about Shelley's being " a careless writer , " - enough because such truth as there is in this current assertion has been long ago laid to heart by those who are discerning in such matters , and too much because ...
... heard enough and too much about Shelley's being " a careless writer , " - enough because such truth as there is in this current assertion has been long ago laid to heart by those who are discerning in such matters , and too much because ...
第 26 頁
... Heard in the calm of thought ; its music long , Like woven sounds of streams and breezes , held His inmost sense suspended in its web Of many - coloured woof and shifting hues . Knowledge and truth and virtue were her theme , And lofty ...
... Heard in the calm of thought ; its music long , Like woven sounds of streams and breezes , held His inmost sense suspended in its web Of many - coloured woof and shifting hues . Knowledge and truth and virtue were her theme , And lofty ...
第 27 頁
... heard to fill The pauses of her music , and her breath Tumultuously accorded with those fits Of intermitted song . Sudden she rose , As if her heart impatiently endured Its bursting burthen : at the sound he turned , And saw by the warm ...
... heard to fill The pauses of her music , and her breath Tumultuously accorded with those fits Of intermitted song . Sudden she rose , As if her heart impatiently endured Its bursting burthen : at the sound he turned , And saw by the warm ...
第 36 頁
... distinct in the dark depth Of that still fountain ; as the human heart , 1 It is worth considering whether one is not a misprint for the . 455 460 465 470 He heard Gazing in dreams over the gloomy grave , 36 ALASTOR ; OR ,
... distinct in the dark depth Of that still fountain ; as the human heart , 1 It is worth considering whether one is not a misprint for the . 455 460 465 470 He heard Gazing in dreams over the gloomy grave , 36 ALASTOR ; OR ,
第 37 頁
Percy Bysshe Shelley Harry Buxton Forman, Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley. He heard Gazing in dreams over the gloomy grave , Sees its own treacherous likeness there . The motion of the leaves , the grass that sprung Startled and glanced and ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley Harry Buxton Forman, Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley. He heard Gazing in dreams over the gloomy grave , Sees its own treacherous likeness there . The motion of the leaves , the grass that sprung Startled and glanced and ...
常見字詞
Alastor amid beams beautiful beneath beside blood bosom breath bright burst calm Canto child clouds comma copy Dæmon dark dead death deep despair doth dream earth earthquakes light eyes fair faith fear flame fled gaze gleam heard heart Heaven hope human Laon and Cythna Leigh Hunt light lips living lone looks mighty Mont Blanc moon morn mountains night o'er ocean original edition pale pause PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Percy Shelley poem poet printed printer's Queen Mab Revolt of Islam rhyme Rosalind and Helen Rossetti sate seems sense shade shadow shape Shelley Shelley's edition shone silent slaves sleep smile solitude soul sound spelt spirit SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE stanza stars stood strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou thought thro throne truth tyrants vast voice wandering waves weep wild winds wings word
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第 372 頁 - Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone ? Why dost thou pass away and leave our state, This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate...
第 358 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 xxvii 頁 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
第 376 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 103 頁 - I then controlled My tears, my heart grew calm, and I was meek and bold. And from that hour did I with earnest thought Heap knowledge from forbidden mines of lore, Yet nothing that my tyrants knew or taught I cared to learn, but from that secret store Wrought linked armour for my soul, before It might walk forth to war among mankind...
第 182 頁 - But on her forehead, and within her eye Lay beauty, which makes hearts that feed thereon Sick with excess of sweetness ; on the throne She leaned ; — the...
第 23 頁 - By solemn vision and bright silver dream His infancy was nurtured. Every sight And sound from the vast earth and ambient air Sent to his heart its choicest impulses. The fountains of divine philosophy Fled not his thirsting lips : and all of great Or good or lovely which the sacred past In truth or fable consecrates he felt And knew.
第 75 頁 - The wilderness has a mysterious tongue Which teaches awful doubt, — or faith so mild, So solemn, so serene, that Man may be, But for such faith, with Nature reconciled. Thou hast a voice, great Mountain, to repeal Large codes of fraud and woe; not understood By all, but which the wise and great and good Interpret, or make felt, or deeply feel.
第 37 頁 - A Spirit seemed To stand beside him — clothed in no bright robes Of shadowy silver or enshrining light, Borrowed from aught the visible world affords Of grace, or majesty, or mystery; — But undulating woods, and silent well, And leaping rivulet, and evening gloom Now deepening the dark shades, for speech assuming, Held commune with him, as if he and it Were all that was, — only . . . when his regard Was raised by intense pensiveness, . . . two eyes, Two starry eyes, hung in the gloom of thought,...
第 369 頁 - mid lawny hills Which the wild sea-murmur fills, And soft sunshine, and the sound Of old forests echoing round, And the light and smell divine Of all flowers that breathe and shine.