The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Količina 1W. Dugdale, 1839 |
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Stran 5
... sleep ? Beatr . As I have said , speak to me not of love . Had you a dispensation , I have not ; Nor will I leave this home of misery Whilst my poor Bernard , and that gentle lady To whom I owe life and these virtuous thoughts , Must ...
... sleep ? Beatr . As I have said , speak to me not of love . Had you a dispensation , I have not ; Nor will I leave this home of misery Whilst my poor Bernard , and that gentle lady To whom I owe life and these virtuous thoughts , Must ...
Stran 34
... sleep : They are now living in unmeaning dreams : But I must wake , still doubting if that deed Be just which was most necessary . O Thou unreplenished lamp ! whose narrow fire Is shaken by the wind , and on whose edge Devouring ...
... sleep : They are now living in unmeaning dreams : But I must wake , still doubting if that deed Be just which was most necessary . O Thou unreplenished lamp ! whose narrow fire Is shaken by the wind , and on whose edge Devouring ...
Stran 36
... sleep : I doubt not she is saying bitter things Of me ; and all my children round her dreaming That I deny them sustenance . Ors . Whilst he Who truly took it from them , and who fills Their hungry rest with bitterness , now sleeps ...
... sleep : I doubt not she is saying bitter things Of me ; and all my children round her dreaming That I deny them sustenance . Ors . Whilst he Who truly took it from them , and who fills Their hungry rest with bitterness , now sleeps ...
Stran 41
... thou cross not my footsteps . It were safer To come between the tiger and his prey . ( Exit Luor I must be late ; mine eyes grow weary dim With unaccustomed heaviness of sleep . Conscience ' O thou most insolent of lies ! They THE CENCI ,
... thou cross not my footsteps . It were safer To come between the tiger and his prey . ( Exit Luor I must be late ; mine eyes grow weary dim With unaccustomed heaviness of sleep . Conscience ' O thou most insolent of lies ! They THE CENCI ,
Stran 42
... sleep , that healing dew of heaven , Steeps not in balm the foldings of the brain Which thinks thee an impostor . I will go , First to belie thee with an hour of rest , Which will be deep and calm , I feel : and then- O multitudinous ...
... sleep , that healing dew of heaven , Steeps not in balm the foldings of the brain Which thinks thee an impostor . I will go , First to belie thee with an hour of rest , Which will be deep and calm , I feel : and then- O multitudinous ...
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Ahasuerus amid anarchs art thou azure beams Beatr Beatrice beautiful beneath blood bosom breast breath bright calm cave Cenci child clouds cold coursers curse dare dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON doth dread dream earth earthquake eternal eyes faint fair fear fire flame fled flowers folding star gaze gentle Giac golden grave grey hair hate hear heard heart Heaven hope hopes and fears human Laon light limbs lips living lone looks mighty moon morning mortal mountains night o'er ocean pain pale peace Prometheus round ruin sate scorn Semichorus shade shadow shapes silent slavery slaves sleep smile soul sound speak spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought thro throne trance tremble tremulous truth twas tyrant veil voice wake wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings