The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyEdward Moxon, 1840 - 363 頁 |
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第 44 頁
... waters fled The straining boat . - A whirlwind swept it on , With fierce gusts and precipitating force , Through the white ridges of the chafed sea . The waves arose . Higher and higher still Their fierce necks writhed beneath the ...
... waters fled The straining boat . - A whirlwind swept it on , With fierce gusts and precipitating force , Through the white ridges of the chafed sea . The waves arose . Higher and higher still Their fierce necks writhed beneath the ...
第 45 頁
... waters tend ? Thou imagest my life . Thy darksome stillness , Thy dazzling waves , thy loud and hollow gulfs , Thy searchless fountain , and invisible course Have each their type in me : And the wide sky , And measureless ocean may ...
... waters tend ? Thou imagest my life . Thy darksome stillness , Thy dazzling waves , thy loud and hollow gulfs , Thy searchless fountain , and invisible course Have each their type in me : And the wide sky , And measureless ocean may ...
第 46 頁
Percy Bysshe Shelley. Fell into that immeasurable void , Scattering its waters to the passing winds . Yet the grey precipice , and solemn pine And torrent , were not all ; -one silent nook Was there . Even on the edge of that vast ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley. Fell into that immeasurable void , Scattering its waters to the passing winds . Yet the grey precipice , and solemn pine And torrent , were not all ; -one silent nook Was there . Even on the edge of that vast ...
第 51 頁
... Water - falls leap among wild islands green , Which framed for my lone boat a lone retreat Of moss - grown trees and weeds , shall I be seen : But beside thee , where still my heart has ever been . III . Thoughts of great deeds were ...
... Water - falls leap among wild islands green , Which framed for my lone boat a lone retreat Of moss - grown trees and weeds , shall I be seen : But beside thee , where still my heart has ever been . III . Thoughts of great deeds were ...
第 54 頁
... waters lay . [ sway XXIII . A boat of rare device , which had no sail But its own curved prow of thin moonstone , Wrought like a web of texture fine and frail , To catch those gentlest winds which are not known To breathe , but by the ...
... waters lay . [ sway XXIII . A boat of rare device , which had no sail But its own curved prow of thin moonstone , Wrought like a web of texture fine and frail , To catch those gentlest winds which are not known To breathe , but by the ...
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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...