The Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, with His Life, 第 1 卷J. Ascham, 1834 - 1004 頁 |
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... once the retreat , and where is now the sepulchre , of Petrarch . If any one is inclined to condemn the insertion of the intro- ductory lines , which image forth the sudden relief of a state of deep despondency by the radiant visions ...
... once the retreat , and where is now the sepulchre , of Petrarch . If any one is inclined to condemn the insertion of the intro- ductory lines , which image forth the sudden relief of a state of deep despondency by the radiant visions ...
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... once knelt beneath The overhanging deity . O'er this fair fountain hung the sky , Now splangled with rare stars . The snake , The pale snake , that with eager breath Creeps here his noontide thirst to slake , Is beaming with many a ...
... once knelt beneath The overhanging deity . O'er this fair fountain hung the sky , Now splangled with rare stars . The snake , The pale snake , that with eager breath Creeps here his noontide thirst to slake , Is beaming with many a ...
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... once haunted by dreams of flame , My days were dim in the shadow cast , By the memory of the same ! Day and night , day and night , He was my breath and life and light , For three short years , which soon were past . On the fourth , my ...
... once haunted by dreams of flame , My days were dim in the shadow cast , By the memory of the same ! Day and night , day and night , He was my breath and life and light , For three short years , which soon were past . On the fourth , my ...
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... , Was my vowed task , the single care Which once gave life to my despair , — When she was a thing that did not stir , ad the crawling worms were cradling her To a sleep more deep and so more sweet Than ROSALIND AND HELEN . 15.
... , Was my vowed task , the single care Which once gave life to my despair , — When she was a thing that did not stir , ad the crawling worms were cradling her To a sleep more deep and so more sweet Than ROSALIND AND HELEN . 15.
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... once more ! I wept to think how hard it were To kill my babe , and take from it The sense of light , and the warm air , And my own fond and tender care , And love , and smiles ; ere I knew yet That these for it might , as for me , Be ...
... once more ! I wept to think how hard it were To kill my babe , and take from it The sense of light , and the warm air , And my own fond and tender care , And love , and smiles ; ere I knew yet That these for it might , as for me , Be ...
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第 70 頁 - 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.
第 35 頁 - 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...
第 69 頁 - O, lift me from the grass! I die, I faint, I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas ! My heart beats loud and fast: Oh! press it close to thine again, Where it will break at last ! Very few, perhaps, are familiar with these lines — yet no less a poet than Shelley is their author.
第 48 頁 - Our breath shall intermix, our bosoms bound, And our veins beat together; and our lips, With o'ther eloquence than words, eclipse The soul that burns between them...
第 95 頁 - Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory — Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they quicken. Rose leaves, when the rose is dead, Are heaped for the beloved's bed; And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, Love itself shall slumber on.
第 73 頁 - I am the eye with which the Universe Beholds itself and knows itself divine; All harmony of instrument or verse, All prophecy, all medicine are mine, All light of art or nature; — to my song, Victory and praise in their own right belong.
第 128 頁 - But thou art fled Like some frail exhalation, which the dawn Robes in its golden beams, — ah ! thou hast fled ! The brave, the gentle, and the beautiful, The child of grace and genius. Heartless things Are done and said i...
第 27 頁 - You are now In London, that great sea, whose ebb and flow At once is deaf and loud, and on the shore Vomits its wrecks, and still howls on for more.
第 63 頁 - I sighed for thee. 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 46 頁 - True love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away. Love is like understanding, that grows bright, Gazing on many truths...