The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: Including Materials Never Before Printed in Any Edition of the PoemsH. Frowde, 1905 - 912 sider |
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... lips of lurid blue , The other glowing like the vital morn , When throned on ocean's wave ' It breathes over the world : Yet both so passing strange and wonderful ! Hath then the iron - sceptred Skeleton , Whose reign is in the tainted ...
... lips of lurid blue , The other glowing like the vital morn , When throned on ocean's wave ' It breathes over the world : Yet both so passing strange and wonderful ! Hath then the iron - sceptred Skeleton , Whose reign is in the tainted ...
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... lips 135 Of innocent dreams arose : then , when red morn Made paler the pale moon , to her cold home Wildered , and wan , and panting , she returned . The Poet wandering on , through Arabie And Persia , and the wild Carmanian waste ...
... lips 135 Of innocent dreams arose : then , when red morn Made paler the pale moon , to her cold home Wildered , and wan , and panting , she returned . The Poet wandering on , through Arabie And Persia , and the wild Carmanian waste ...
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... lips Outstretched , and pale , and quivering eagerly . His strong heart sunk and sickened with excess Of love . He reared his shuddering limbs and quelled His gasping breath , and spread his arms to meet Her panting bosom : .. she drew ...
... lips Outstretched , and pale , and quivering eagerly . His strong heart sunk and sickened with excess Of love . He reared his shuddering limbs and quelled His gasping breath , and spread his arms to meet Her panting bosom : .. she drew ...
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... lips So sweet even in their silence , on those eyes That image sleep in death , upon that form Yet safe from the worm's outrage , let no tear 675 680 685 690 695 700 Be shed - not even in thought . Nor , when those hues Are gone , and ...
... lips So sweet even in their silence , on those eyes That image sleep in death , upon that form Yet safe from the worm's outrage , let no tear 675 680 685 690 695 700 Be shed - not even in thought . Nor , when those hues Are gone , and ...
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... lips impressed a lingering kiss , - XLIII ' And said : " A Spirit loves thee , mortal maiden , 500 505 How wilt thou ... lip quivers When thought revisits them : -know thou alone , That after many wondrous years were flown , 535 I was ...
... lips impressed a lingering kiss , - XLIII ' And said : " A Spirit loves thee , mortal maiden , 500 505 How wilt thou ... lip quivers When thought revisits them : -know thou alone , That after many wondrous years were flown , 535 I was ...
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Vanlige uttrykk og setninger
Ahasuerus Antistrophe beams Beatrice beautiful beneath blood Boscombe bosom breath bright calm Cenci child clouds cold Cyclops Daemon dare dark dead dear death deep delight Demogorgon Dowden dream earth editio princeps eternal eyes faint fair fear flame fled flowers Forman FRAGMENT gentle grave heart Heaven Hell hope human light lips living Locock look Lucretia Mephistopheles mighty mind moon mortal mountains never night o'er ocean Orsino pain pale passed passion Percy Bysshe Shelley Peter Bell Pisa Posthumous Poems Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Published Queen Mab Revolt of Islam Rossetti round ruin sate scene Semichorus shadow Shelley Shelley's silent Silenus slaves sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou art thought throne Trelawny truth tyrant voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
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Side 508 - Two vast and trunkless legs of stone Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand, Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command, Tell that its sculptor well those passions read Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things, The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed: And on the pedestal these words appear : 'My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair !
Side 535 - O WILD West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing, Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red, Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)...
Side 406 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Side 557 - I BRING fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
Side 558 - I hang like a roof, The mountains its columns be. The triumphal arch through which I march With hurricane, fire, and snow, When the powers of the air are chained to my chair, Is the million-coloured bow; The sphere-fire above its soft colours wove, While the moist earth was laughing below.
Side 560 - We look before and after, And pine for what is not: Our sincerest laughter With some pain is fraught; Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
Side 559 - Like a rose embowered In its own green leaves, By warm winds deflowered, Till the scent it gives Makes faint with too much sweet those heavy-winged thieves: Sound of vernal showers On the twinkling grass, Rain-awakened flowers, All that ever was Joyous, and clear, and fresh, thy music doth surpass...
Side 535 - O thou, Who chariotest to their dark wintry bed The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low, Each like a corpse within its grave, until Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill (Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air) With living hues and odours plain and hill: Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere; Destroyer and preserver; hear, oh, hear!
Side 404 - His part, while the one Spirit's plastic stress Sweeps through the dull dense world, compelling there All new successions to the forms they wear; Torturing th' unwilling dross that checks its flight To its own likeness, as each mass may bear; And bursting in its beauty and its might From trees and beasts and men into the Heaven's light.
Side 404 - He is made one with Nature: there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own; Which wields the world with never-wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.