The Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 2권T. C. Newby, 1847 |
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... already taken an apartment— a Terreno in the Casa , next door to the Marble Palace , with the enigmatical inscription , “ Alla Giornata , " an inscription that has puzzled much the antiquary to explain , and with which title a Novel has ...
... already taken an apartment— a Terreno in the Casa , next door to the Marble Palace , with the enigmatical inscription , “ Alla Giornata , " an inscription that has puzzled much the antiquary to explain , and with which title a Novel has ...
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... , in consequence of this vile attack , I will here repeat an anec- dote , which I have already given to the world , and which must have highly gratified the re spectable contributor to the Quarterly . But a few weeks 8 LIFE OF SHELLEY .
... , in consequence of this vile attack , I will here repeat an anec- dote , which I have already given to the world , and which must have highly gratified the re spectable contributor to the Quarterly . But a few weeks 8 LIFE OF SHELLEY .
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... Like a sweet breathing of a child in sleep * . * Canto 28 , Purgatorio . - " Vago di cercar , " down to " So- ave vento . " * Already had I lost myself so far , Amid 16 LIFE OF SHELLEY . this, and looking among his papers, he shewed...
... Like a sweet breathing of a child in sleep * . * Canto 28 , Purgatorio . - " Vago di cercar , " down to " So- ave vento . " * Already had I lost myself so far , Amid 16 LIFE OF SHELLEY . this, and looking among his papers, he shewed...
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Thomas Medwin. * Already had I lost myself so far , Amid that tangled wilderness , that I Perceived not where I entered - but no fear Of wandering from my way disturbed , when nigh , A little stream ... Already had I lost myself so far, ...
Thomas Medwin. * Already had I lost myself so far , Amid that tangled wilderness , that I Perceived not where I entered - but no fear Of wandering from my way disturbed , when nigh , A little stream ... Already had I lost myself so far, ...
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... already waked , as wont drew nigh The allotted hour for food , and in that hour Each drew a presage from his dream . When I Heard locked beneath me , of that horrible tower The outlet , then into their eyes alone I looked to read myself ...
... already waked , as wont drew nigh The allotted hour for food , and in that hour Each drew a presage from his dream . When I Heard locked beneath me , of that horrible tower The outlet , then into their eyes alone I looked to read myself ...
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113 페이지 - A pard-like Spirit beautiful and swift — A Love in desolation masked ; — a Power Girt round with weakness ; — it can scarce uplift The weight of the superincumbent hour; It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, A breaking billow ; — even whilst we speak Is it not broken?
318 페이지 - Or sculpture, speak in feeble imagery Their own cold powers. Art and eloquence, And all the shows o' the world, are frail and vain To weep a loss that turns their lights to shade. It is a woe 'too deep for tears' when all Is reft at once, when some surpassing Spirit, Whose light adorned the world around it, leaves Those who remain behind, not sobs or groans, The passionate tumult of a clinging hope, — But pale despair and cold tranquillity, Nature's vast frame, the web of human things, Birth and...
183 페이지 - Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free : Although a subtler Sphinx renew Riddles of death Thebes never knew. Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter time Bequeath, like sunset to the skies, The splendour of its prime ; And leave, if nought so bright may live, All earth can take or Heaven can give.
334 페이지 - That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst; now beams on me, Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
173 페이지 - Most musical of mourners, weep again! Lament anew, Urania! — He died, Who was the Sire of an immortal strain, Blind, old, and lonely, when his country's pride The priest, the slave, and the liberticide Trampled and mocked with many a loathed rite Of lust and blood; he went, unterrified, Into the gulf of death; but his clear Sprite Yet reigns o'er earth; the third among the sons of light.
321 페이지 - And hears the unexpressive nuptial song In the blest kingdoms meek of joy and love. There entertain him all the Saints above, In solemn troops, and sweet societies, That sing, and singing in their glory move, And wipe the tears for ever from his eyes.
325 페이지 - Fame is no plant that grows on mortal soil, Nor in the glistering foil Set off to the world, nor in broad rumour lies, But lives and spreads aloft by those pure eyes And perfect witness of all-judging Jove; As he pronounces lastly on each deed, Of so much fame in heaven expect thy meed.
183 페이지 - Where fairer Tempes bloom, there sleep Young Cyclads on a sunnier deep. A loftier Argo cleaves the main, Fraught with a later prize ; Another Orpheus sings again, And loves, and weeps, and dies; A new Ulysses leaves once more Calypso for his native shore.
315 페이지 - Go thou to Rome, — at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like shattered mountains rise, And flowering weeds, and fragrant copses dress The bones of Desolation's nakedness, Pass, till the Spirit of the spot shall lead Thy footsteps to a slope of green access Where, like an infant's smile, over the dead A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread.
113 페이지 - Is it not broken ? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly : on a cheek The life can burn in blood even while the heart may break.