Anecdote Biography of Percy Bysshe ShelleyRichard Henry Stoddard Scribner, Armstrong, 1876 - 290ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... truth of things than a re - arrangement and classification of facts would afford . MY DEAREST J. , [ Nov. , 1856. ] At this distant period I can scarcely remember my first impressions of Bysshe , but he would frequently come to the ...
... truth of things than a re - arrangement and classification of facts would afford . MY DEAREST J. , [ Nov. , 1856. ] At this distant period I can scarcely remember my first impressions of Bysshe , but he would frequently come to the ...
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... truth of ordinary matters of fact , but with the far higher truth of poetical verity and mythological necessity . - H . ] his studies in chemistry , and practised electricity upon us 2 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY .
... truth of ordinary matters of fact , but with the far higher truth of poetical verity and mythological necessity . - H . ] his studies in chemistry , and practised electricity upon us 2 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY .
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... truth . It was not put an end to by mutual consent ; but both parties were very young , and her father did not think the marriage would be for his daughter's happiness . He , how- ever , with truly honorable feeling , would not have ...
... truth . It was not put an end to by mutual consent ; but both parties were very young , and her father did not think the marriage would be for his daughter's happiness . He , how- ever , with truly honorable feeling , would not have ...
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... truth . How long he remained at Sion House I know not ; nor at what age he was removed to Eton . MY DEAREST JANE , I remember well how he bear any turns or twists in quite simply . used to sing to us ; he could not music , but liked a ...
... truth . How long he remained at Sion House I know not ; nor at what age he was removed to Eton . MY DEAREST JANE , I remember well how he bear any turns or twists in quite simply . used to sing to us ; he could not music , but liked a ...
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... truth ; " when I was the friend and companion of Shelley at Eton . What brought us together in that small world was , I suppose , kindred feelings , and the predominance of fancy and imagination . Many a long and happy walk have I had ...
... truth ; " when I was the friend and companion of Shelley at Eton . What brought us together in that small world was , I suppose , kindred feelings , and the predominance of fancy and imagination . Many a long and happy walk have I had ...
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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.