The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe ShelleyH. Milford, Oxford University Press, 1909 - 912 sider |
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... Hate - Song . Lines to a Critic Ozymandias • Note on Poems of 1817 , by Mrs. Shelley POEMS WRITTEN IN 1818 . To the Nile Passage of the Apennines The Past To Mary • On a Faded Violet Lines written among the Euganean Hills Scene from ...
... Hate - Song . Lines to a Critic Ozymandias • Note on Poems of 1817 , by Mrs. Shelley POEMS WRITTEN IN 1818 . To the Nile Passage of the Apennines The Past To Mary • On a Faded Violet Lines written among the Euganean Hills Scene from ...
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... hate and awe thy heart is free ; Ardent and pure as day thou burnest , For dark and cold mortality A living light , to cheer it long , The watch - fires of the world among . Therefore from nature's inner shrine , Where gods and fiends ...
... hate and awe thy heart is free ; Ardent and pure as day thou burnest , For dark and cold mortality A living light , to cheer it long , The watch - fires of the world among . Therefore from nature's inner shrine , Where gods and fiends ...
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... lust Strange fellowship through mutual hate had tied , Like two dark serpents tangled in the dust , 700 Which on the paths of men their mingling poison thrust . V Earth , our bright home , its mountains and 54 THE REVOLT OF ISLAM.
... lust Strange fellowship through mutual hate had tied , Like two dark serpents tangled in the dust , 700 Which on the paths of men their mingling poison thrust . V Earth , our bright home , its mountains and 54 THE REVOLT OF ISLAM.
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... hate , the slaves of slaves , 975 980 985 She mourned that grace and power were thrown as food To the hyaena lust , who , among graves , Over his loathed meal , laughing in agony , raves . XXXVII And I , still gazing on that glorious ...
... hate , the slaves of slaves , 975 980 985 She mourned that grace and power were thrown as food To the hyaena lust , who , among graves , Over his loathed meal , laughing in agony , raves . XXXVII And I , still gazing on that glorious ...
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... Hate , Revenge and Selfishness are desolate- A hundred nations swear that there shall be Pity and Peace and Love , among the good and free ! 2190 2195 2200 2205 2210 3 ' Eldest of things , divine Equality ! Wisdom 90 THE REVOLT OF ISLAM.
... Hate , Revenge and Selfishness are desolate- A hundred nations swear that there shall be Pity and Peace and Love , among the good and free ! 2190 2195 2200 2205 2210 3 ' Eldest of things , divine Equality ! Wisdom 90 THE REVOLT OF ISLAM.
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Side 571 - 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 593 - 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 594 - May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent in my wind-built tent, Till the calm rivers, lakes, and seas, Like strips of the sky fallen through me on high, Are each paved with the moon and these.
Side 593 - Which an earthquake rocks and swings, An eagle alit one moment may sit In the light of its golden wings. And when sunset may breathe, from the lit sea beneath...
Side 572 - Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed! A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed One too like thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.
Side 572 - The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even I were as in my boyhood, and could be The comrade of thy wanderings...
Side 594 - I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores ; I change, but I cannot die. For after the rain when with never a stain The pavilion of Heaven is bare, And the winds and sunbeams with their convex gleams Build up the blue dome of air...
Side 572 - Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth! And, by the incantation of this verse, Scatter, as from an unextinguished hearth Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!
Side 572 - So sweet, the sense faints picturing them! Thou For whose path the Atlantic's level powers Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear...
Side 568 - AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king ; Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn — mud from a muddy spring ; Rulers, who neither see, nor feel, nor know.