Minor PoemsLittle, Brown, 1878 - 396 strani |
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Zadetki 6–10 od 84
Stran 7
... frame A permeating fire : wild numbers then She raised , with voice stifled in tremulous sobs Subdued by its own pathos : her fair hands Were bare alone , sweeping from some strange harp Strange THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 7.
... frame A permeating fire : wild numbers then She raised , with voice stifled in tremulous sobs Subdued by its own pathos : her fair hands Were bare alone , sweeping from some strange harp Strange THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 7.
Stran 9
... spirit of sweet human love has sent A vision to the sleep of him who spurned Her choicest gifts . He eagerly pursues Beyond the realms of dream that fleeting shade ; He overleaps the bounds . Alas ! alas ! Were limbs , and breath , and ...
... spirit of sweet human love has sent A vision to the sleep of him who spurned Her choicest gifts . He eagerly pursues Beyond the realms of dream that fleeting shade ; He overleaps the bounds . Alas ! alas ! Were limbs , and breath , and ...
Stran 11
... Spirit of wind With lightning eyes , and eager breath , and feet Disturbing not the drifted snow , had paused In its career : the infant would conceal His troubled visage in his mother's robe In terror at the glare of those wild eyes ...
... Spirit of wind With lightning eyes , and eager breath , and feet Disturbing not the drifted snow , had paused In its career : the infant would conceal His troubled visage in his mother's robe In terror at the glare of those wild eyes ...
Stran 15
... the smooth wave , The little boat was driven . A cavern there Yawned , and amid its slant and winding depths Ingulphed the rushing sea . The boat fled on With unrelaxing speed . ' Vision and Love ! ' THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 15.
... the smooth wave , The little boat was driven . A cavern there Yawned , and amid its slant and winding depths Ingulphed the rushing sea . The boat fled on With unrelaxing speed . ' Vision and Love ! ' THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 15.
Stran 17
... longed To deck with their bright hues his withered hair , But on his heart its solitude returned , And he forbore . Not the strong impulse hid In those flushed cheeks , bent eyes , and shadowy 2 THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 17.
... longed To deck with their bright hues his withered hair , But on his heart its solitude returned , And he forbore . Not the strong impulse hid In those flushed cheeks , bent eyes , and shadowy 2 THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE . 17.
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Adonais ANTISTROPHE Apennine art thou azure beams beautiful beneath blue bosom bowers breast breath bright brow burning calm cave cavern chidden clouds cold Dæmon dark dead death deep delight divine dome doth dream earth eternal eyes faint fair fear fire flame fled fleeting river floating flowers folded palm gaze gentle gleam glow golden golden air grave green grey grief heart heaven hope hopes and fears hues human isles kiss leaves light lips living lone MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT GODWIN mighty mingled moon morning motion mountains mute music never night nursling o'er ocean odour pale PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY rain rocks round Sensitive Plant shadow silent sleep smile soft song soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears thee thine things thou art thought thro tower tremble veil voice wake wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wind-flowers wings woods
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Stran 303 - He has outsoared the shadow of our night ; Envy and calumny and hate and pain, And that unrest which men miscall delight, Can touch him not and torture not again.
Stran 167 - Keen as are the arrows Of that silver sphere, Whose intense lamp narrows In the white dawn clear, Until we hardly see, we feel that it is there. All the earth and air With thy voice is loud, As, when night is bare, From one lonely cloud The moon rains out her beams, and heaven is overflowed.
Stran 125 - Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure. Others I see whom these surround — Smiling they live, and call life pleasure ; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure.
Stran 138 - If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength, only less free Than thou, O uncontrollable!
Stran 165 - Sunbeam-proof, 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. I am the daughter of earth and water, And the nursling of the sky : I pass through the pores of the oceail and shores ; I change, but I cannot die.
Stran 65 - Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon Of human thought or form, where art thou gone ? Why dost thou pass away, and leave our state, This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate? — Ask why the sunlight not for ever Weaves rainbows o'er yon mountain river ; Why aught should fail and fade that once is shown •, Why fear and dream and death and birth Cast on the daylight of this earth Such gloom ; why man has such a scope For love and hate, despondency...
Stran 170 - 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.
Stran 330 - I can give not what men call love, But wilt thou accept not The worship the heart lifts above And the Heavens reject not, — The desire of the moth for the star, Of the night for the morrow, The devotion to something afar From the sphere of our sorrow?
Stran 297 - Stay yet awhile! speak to me once again; Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may live; And in my heartless breast and burning brain That word, that kiss shall all thoughts else survive...
Stran 293 - As Albion wails for thee : the curse of Cain Light on his head who pierced thy innocent breast, And scared the angel soul that was its earthly guest!