The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volum 4Virtue, 1905 |
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Side iii
... Orsino The Cenci : Beatrice in Prison Witch of Atlas Witch of Atlas · PAGE Frontispiece 13 • 156 • 321 • 337 Dedication To Leigh Hunt , Esq . Y DEAR FRIEND Preface The Cenci Contents Note by Mrs Shelley PAGE THE CENCI Dedication Preface ...
... Orsino The Cenci : Beatrice in Prison Witch of Atlas Witch of Atlas · PAGE Frontispiece 13 • 156 • 321 • 337 Dedication To Leigh Hunt , Esq . Y DEAR FRIEND Preface The Cenci Contents Note by Mrs Shelley PAGE THE CENCI Dedication Preface ...
Side 2
... ORSINO , a Prelate . SAVELLA , the Pope's Legate . OLIMPIO , MARZIO , Assassins . ANDREA , Servant to Cenci . Nobles , Judges , Guards , Servants . LUCRETIA , Wife of Cenci , and Stepmother of his children . BEATRICE , his Daughter ...
... ORSINO , a Prelate . SAVELLA , the Pope's Legate . OLIMPIO , MARZIO , Assassins . ANDREA , Servant to Cenci . Nobles , Judges , Guards , Servants . LUCRETIA , Wife of Cenci , and Stepmother of his children . BEATRICE , his Daughter ...
Side 12
... ORSINO , as in conversation . BEATRICE Pervert not truth , Orsino . You remember where we held Beatrice and Orsino . Beatrice : " You are a 12 The Cenci.
... ORSINO , as in conversation . BEATRICE Pervert not truth , Orsino . You remember where we held Beatrice and Orsino . Beatrice : " You are a 12 The Cenci.
Side 12
Percy Bysshe Shelley Nathan Haskell Dole. Beatrice and Orsino . Beatrice : " You are a priest ; speak not to me of love . " That she not hes TIA , I > A My.
Percy Bysshe Shelley Nathan Haskell Dole. Beatrice and Orsino . Beatrice : " You are a priest ; speak not to me of love . " That she not hes TIA , I > A My.
Side 13
... ORSINO You said you loved me then . BEATRICE You are a Priest , Speak to me not of love . ORSINO I may obtain The dispensation of the Pope to marry . Because I am a Priest do you believe Your image , as the hunter some struck deer ...
... ORSINO You said you loved me then . BEATRICE You are a Priest , Speak to me not of love . ORSINO I may obtain The dispensation of the Pope to marry . Because I am a Priest do you believe Your image , as the hunter some struck deer ...
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ANDREA art thou BERNARDO blood blood and gold BOAR calm CAMILLO Cenci Palace child cold Colonna Palace confess corpse Count Cenci crime curse damned dare dark dead dear death deed Devil dread dream dull earth Enter BEATRICE Enter LUCRETIA Exeunt Exit eyes Farewell father fear gentle GIACOMO grave groan Grosvenor Square guilty hair hate heard heart Heaven Hell hope innocent Iona JUDGE kill knew Lady Leigh Hunt live look Lord MAMMON MARZIO measured words mind MINOTAUR mother murdered never night o'er OLIMPIO ORSINO pale parricide Peter Bell Petrella pigs pity Pope pray prison PURGANAX Rome Salamanca SAVELLA SCENE SEMICHORUS Shelley sister sleep smile soul speak spirit strange styes suffer sweet SWELLFOOT swine talk tears Thebes thee thine things Thou art thought thro tortures trample trepanning truth twere tyrant weep whilst wind words wretched wrong
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Side 392 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Side 188 - I met Murder on the way — He had a mask like Castlereagh — Very smooth he looked, yet grim; Seven blood-hounds followed him: All were fat; and well they might Be in admirable plight, For one by one, and two by two, He tossed them human hearts to chew Which from his wide cloak he drew.
Side 309 - Then by strange art she kneaded fire and snow Together, tempering the repugnant mass With liquid love — all things together grow Through which the harmony of love can pass ; And a fair Shape out of her hands did flow A living Image, which did far surpass In beauty that bright shape of vital stone Which drew the heart out of Pygmalion.
Side vi - ... showed itself towards one daughter under the form of an incestuous passion, aggravated by every circumstance of cruelty and violence. This daughter, after long and vain attempts to escape from what she considered a perpetual contamination both of body and mind, at length plotted with her mother-in-law and brother to murder their common tyrant.
Side vii - Such a story, if told so as to present to the reader all the feelings of those who once acted it — their hopes and fears, their confidences and misgivings, their various interests, passions, and opinions, acting upon and with each other, yet all conspiring to one tremendous end — would be as a light to make apparent some of the most dark and secret caverns of the human heart.
Side 6 - It is a public matter, and I care not If I discuss it with you. I may speak Alike to you and my own conscious heart ; For...
Side 58 - I hide them not. What are the words which you would have me speak? I, who can feign no image in my mind Of that which has transformed me: I, whose thought Is like a ghost shrouded and folded up In its own formless horror: of all words, That minister to mortal intercourse, Which woulclst thou hear?
Side 53 - And standing calm and motionless, whilst I Slide giddily as the world reels. . . . My God ! The beautiful blue heaven is flecked with blood ! The sunshine on the floor is black!
Side 69 - And winds with short turns down the precipice. And in its depth there is a mighty rock, Which has, from unimaginable years, Sustained itself with terror and with toil Over a gulf, and with the agony With which it clings seems slowly coming down ; Even as a wretched soul hour after hour Clings to the mass of life ; yet, clinging, leans ; And, leaning, makes more dark the dread abyss In which it fears to fall.
Side 98 - I do not feel as if I were a man, But like a fiend appointed to chastise The offences of some unremembered world. My blood is running up and down my veins; A fearful pleasure makes it prick and tingle: I feel a giddy sickness of strange awe; My heart is beating with an expectation Of horrid joy.