Anecdote Biography of Percy Bysshe ShelleyRichard Henry Stoddard Scribner, Armstrong, 1876 - 290ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... TALKS OF SUICIDE 120 SHELLEY AND SOUTHEY 121 SOUTHEY'S EPIC . 125 MRS . SOUTHEY'S TEA - CAKES " MORE BACON " 126 128 SHELLEY IN IRELAND 129 SHELLEY IN FISHAMBLE STREET 136 SHELLEY AS AN ORATOR . 142 THE SHELLEYS IN LONDON . 146 ...
... TALKS OF SUICIDE 120 SHELLEY AND SOUTHEY 121 SOUTHEY'S EPIC . 125 MRS . SOUTHEY'S TEA - CAKES " MORE BACON " 126 128 SHELLEY IN IRELAND 129 SHELLEY IN FISHAMBLE STREET 136 SHELLEY AS AN ORATOR . 142 THE SHELLEYS IN LONDON . 146 ...
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... talk of his intention , but he did not consider that board and lodging would be indis- pensable , and this difficulty , probably , was quite sufficient to prevent the talk from becoming reality . MY DEAREST JANE , I think you have heard ...
... talk of his intention , but he did not consider that board and lodging would be indis- pensable , and this difficulty , probably , was quite sufficient to prevent the talk from becoming reality . MY DEAREST JANE , I think you have heard ...
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... talking together of a possible Fête Champêtre , and Harriet Westbrook might enact Venus . The engraved portraits of Bysshe , which have hitherto been published , are frightful pictures for a spiritual - looking being , like the poet ...
... talking together of a possible Fête Champêtre , and Harriet Westbrook might enact Venus . The engraved portraits of Bysshe , which have hitherto been published , are frightful pictures for a spiritual - looking being , like the poet ...
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... talks , where he breathed the spirit of the kindest tolerance and the purest wisdom . Once , when I was very ill during the holidays , as I was recovering from a fever which had attacked my brain , a servant overheard my father consult ...
... talks , where he breathed the spirit of the kindest tolerance and the purest wisdom . Once , when I was very ill during the holidays , as I was recovering from a fever which had attacked my brain , a servant overheard my father consult ...
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... talk about ? " 66 " About stones ! about stones ! " he answered , with a down- cast look and in a melancholy tone , as if about to say some- thing excessively profound . " About stones ! -stones , stones , stones ! -nothing but stones ...
... talk about ? " 66 " About stones ! about stones ! " he answered , with a down- cast look and in a melancholy tone , as if about to say some- thing excessively profound . " About stones ! -stones , stones , stones ! -nothing but stones ...
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224 ÆäÀÌÁö - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
xx ÆäÀÌÁö - 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? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly : on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
xxi ÆäÀÌÁö - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
xxi ÆäÀÌÁö - He answered not, but with a sudden hand Made bare his branded and ensanguined brow, Which was like Cain's or Christ's — oh that it should be so!
228 ÆäÀÌÁö - Death is the veil which those who live call life: They sleep, and it is lifted...
230 ÆäÀÌÁö - And certainly it is the nature of extreme self-lovers as they will set a house on fire, and it were but to roast their eggs...
215 ÆäÀÌÁö - The Williamses received me in their earnest cordial manner; we had a great deal to communicate to each other, and were in loud and animated conversation, when I was rather put out by observing in the passage near the open door, opposite to where I sat, a pair of glittering eyes steadily fixed on mine; it was too dark to make out whom they belonged to. With the acuteness of a woman, Mrs Williams' eyes followed the direction of mine, and going to the doorway, she laughingly said, "Come in, Shelley,...
20 ÆäÀÌÁö - They breathed an animation, a fire, an enthusiasm, a vivid and preternatural intelligence, that I never met with in any other countenance. Nor was the moral expression less beautiful than the intellectual; for there was a softness, a delicacy, a gentleness, and especially (though this will surprise many) that air of profound religious veneration, that characterizes the best works, and chiefly the frescoes (and into these they infused their whole souls), of the great masters of Florence and of Rome.
16 ÆäÀÌÁö - He certainly was not happy at Eton, for his was a disposition that needed especial personal superintendence, to watch, and cherish and direct all his noble aspirations, and the remarkable tenderness of his heart. He had great moral courage, and feared nothing but what was base, and false, and low.
223 ÆäÀÌÁö - You were all brutally mistaken about Shelley, who was, without exception, the best and least selfish man I ever knew. I never knew one who was not a beast in comparison.