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answer appeared arrived asked beautiful believe boat brought Byron Bysshe called close continued conversation course DEAR delighted dinner door doubt expressed eyes father feelings Field fire gave give given Godwin gone hand Harriet hear heard heart hope Horsham hour human interest Italy kind lady least leave less letter lived London looked manner March Mary master mean meet mind Miss morning nature never night object observed once Oxford passed perhaps person poem Poet poor present probably published question received remained returned seemed seen sent Shelley Shelley's short sister sometimes soon spirit strange Street taken talk tell things thought told took truth turn voice walk whole wife wish wonder write wrote young
223 페이지 - 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.
xix 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? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly : on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break.
xx 페이지 - 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.
xx 페이지 - 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!
227 페이지 - Death is the veil which those who live call life: They sleep, and it is lifted...
216 페이지 - ... ease with which he translated into our language the most subtle and imaginative passages of the Spanish poet, were marvellous, as was his command of the two languages. After this touch of his quality I no longer doubted his identity ; a dead silence ensued ; looking up I asked : 'Where is he?' Mrs Williams said : 'Who ? Shelley ? Oh he comes and goes like a spirit, no one knows when or where.
229 페이지 - 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...
103 페이지 - I shall certainly come to York, but Harriet Westbrook will decide whether now or in three weeks. Her father has persecuted her in a most horrible way, by endeavouring to compel her to go to school.
214 페이지 - 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,...
19 페이지 - 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.