The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 頁 |
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... sweet reward ? Beneath whose looks did my reviving soul Riper in truth and virtuous daring grow ? Whose eyes have I gazed fondly on , And loved mankind the more ? Harriet ! on thine : -thou wert my purer mind ; Thou wert the inspiration ...
... sweet reward ? Beneath whose looks did my reviving soul Riper in truth and virtuous daring grow ? Whose eyes have I gazed fondly on , And loved mankind the more ? Harriet ! on thine : -thou wert my purer mind ; Thou wert the inspiration ...
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... sweet the victories of life , How terrorless the triumph of the grave ! How powerless were the mightiest monarch's arm , Vain his loud threat , and impotent his frown ! How ludicrous the priest's dogmatic roar ! The weight of his ...
... sweet the victories of life , How terrorless the triumph of the grave ! How powerless were the mightiest monarch's arm , Vain his loud threat , and impotent his frown ! How ludicrous the priest's dogmatic roar ! The weight of his ...
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... sweet and languid beatings there , Catching new life from transitory death.- Like the vague sighings of a wind at even , That wakes the wavelets of the slumbering sea , And dies on the creation of its breath , And sinks and rises ...
... sweet and languid beatings there , Catching new life from transitory death.- Like the vague sighings of a wind at even , That wakes the wavelets of the slumbering sea , And dies on the creation of its breath , And sinks and rises ...
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... sweet To murmur through the heaven - breathing groves , And melodize with man's blest nature there . Those deserts of immeasurable sand , Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to live , a blade of grass to spring , Where ...
... sweet To murmur through the heaven - breathing groves , And melodize with man's blest nature there . Those deserts of immeasurable sand , Whose age - collected fervours scarce allowed A bird to live , a blade of grass to spring , Where ...
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... sweet lives sing away , Flee from the form of man ; but gather round , And prune their sunny feathers on the hands Which little children stretch in friendly sport Towards these dreadless partners of their play . All things are void of ...
... sweet lives sing away , Flee from the form of man ; but gather round , And prune their sunny feathers on the hands Which little children stretch in friendly sport Towards these dreadless partners of their play . All things are void of ...
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第 260 頁 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there.
第 259 頁 - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths of the purple sea ; Over the rills, and the crags, and the hills, Over the lakes and the plains, Wherever he dream, under mountain or stream, The spirit he loves remains ; And I all the while bask in heaven's blue smile, Whilst he is dissolving in rains.
第 299 頁 - 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?
第 292 頁 - Thy brother Death came, and cried, Wouldst thou me ? Thy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed, Murmured like a noontide bee, Shall I nestle near thy side ? Wouldst thou me ? And I replied, No, not thee...
第 259 頁 - Philosophy The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the Ocean, The winds of Heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion; Nothing in the world is single; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle. Why not I with thine...
第 289 頁 - Now thou art dead, as if it were a part Of thee, my Adonais! I would give All that I am to be as thou now art! But I am chained to Time, and cannot thence depart!
第 260 頁 - What objects are the fountains Of thy happy strain ? What fields, or waves, or mountains? What shapes of sky or plain ? What love of thine- own kind ? what ignorance of pain...
第 291 頁 - Here pause: these graves are all too young as yet To have outgrown the sorrow which consigned Its charge to each; and if the seal is set, Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind, Break it not thou!
第 260 頁 - All the earth and air with thy voice is loud, as when night is bare, from one lonely cloud the moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed. What thou art we know not: what is most like thee? From rainbow clouds there flow not drops so bright to see, as from thy presence showers a rain of melody.
第 259 頁 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit...