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Σελίδα 10
... hear , Remembered now in sadness . But oh ! how much more changed , How gloomier is the contrast Of human nature there ! Where Socrates expired , a tyrant's slave , A coward and a fool , spreads death around— Then , shuddering , meets ...
... hear , Remembered now in sadness . But oh ! how much more changed , How gloomier is the contrast Of human nature there ! Where Socrates expired , a tyrant's slave , A coward and a fool , spreads death around— Then , shuddering , meets ...
Σελίδα 12
... hear'st thou not The curses of the fatherless , the groans Of those who have no friend ? He passes on . The King ... hears The tale of horror , to some ready - made face Of hypocritical assent he turns , Smothering the glow of shame that ...
... hear'st thou not The curses of the fatherless , the groans Of those who have no friend ? He passes on . The King ... hears The tale of horror , to some ready - made face Of hypocritical assent he turns , Smothering the glow of shame that ...
Σελίδα 30
... hear the mother's shriek Of maniac gladness as the sacred steel Felt cold in her torn entrails ! " Religion ! thou wert then in manhood's prime . But age crept on : one God would not suffice For senile puerility . Thou framed'st A tale ...
... hear the mother's shriek Of maniac gladness as the sacred steel Felt cold in her torn entrails ! " Religion ! thou wert then in manhood's prime . But age crept on : one God would not suffice For senile puerility . Thou framed'st A tale ...
Σελίδα 50
... hear his passionate notes ; And virgins , as unknown he passed , have pined And wasted for fond love of his wild eyes . The fire of those soft orbs has ceased to burn , And Silence , too enamoured of that voice , Locks its mute music in ...
... hear his passionate notes ; And virgins , as unknown he passed , have pined And wasted for fond love of his wild eyes . The fire of those soft orbs has ceased to burn , And Silence , too enamoured of that voice , Locks its mute music in ...
Σελίδα 67
... hear it , As some lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : -unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the ...
... hear it , As some lone man who in a desert hears The music of his home : -unwonted fears Fell on the pale oppressors of our race , And Faith and Custom and low - thoughted cares , Like thunder - stricken dragons , for a space Left the ...
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Ahasuerus art thou beams beasts Beatrice beautiful beneath blood breath bright burning calm Camillo cave Cenci child clouds cold coursers curse dæmons dare dark dead death deep Demogorgon despair doth dream earth eternal eyes faint fear fire flame fled float flowers gathered gaze gentle Giacomo grave grey hair hate heard heart heaven hell hope hopes and fears human Iona Laon light limbs lips living lone looks Lucretia Mahmud Mammon Marzio mighty moon morning mortal mountains night nursling o'er ocean Orsino pain pale Panthea passed peace Peter Bell Prometheus Pyrganax round ruin sate scorn SEMICHORUS shade shadow shapes Shelley silent slaves sleep smile soul sound speak spirit stars strange stream sweet Swellfoot swift tears tempest Thebes thee thine things thou art thought throne truth twas tyrant voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings
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Σελίδα 425 - The world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds outworn: Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.
Σελίδα 459 - I see the Deep's untrampled floor With green and purple seaweeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore, Like light dissolved in star-showers, thrown: I sit upon the sands alone — The lightning of the noontide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion, How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion.
Σελίδα 480 - LOVE'S PHILOSOPHY The fountains mingle with the river And the rivers with the ocean, The winds of heaven mix for ever With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle — Why not I with thine...
Σελίδα 397 - He is a portion of the loveliness Which once he made more lovely. He doth bear 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...
Σελίδα 459 - The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing fast and bright, Blue isles and snowy mountains wear The purple noon's transparent might, The breath of the moist earth is light Around its unexpanded buds; Like many a voice of one delight, The winds, the birds, the ocean floods, The city's voice itself, is soft like Solitude's.
Σελίδα 239 - Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest Its dim shapes are clad with brightness, And the souls of whom thou lovest Walk upon the winds with lightness, Till they fail, as I am failing, Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing! Asia My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan? doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing...
Σελίδα 502 - Yet if we could scorn Hate, and pride, and fear: If we were things born Not to shed a tear, I know not how thy joy we ever should come near. Better than all measures Of delightful sound, Better than all treasures That in books are found, Thy skill to poet were, thou scorner of the ground! Teach me half the gladness That thy brain must know, • Such harmonious madness From my lips would flow, The world should listen then, as I am listening now.
Σελίδα 445 - 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 !
Σελίδα 519 - SWIFTLY walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night ! Out of the misty eastern cave, Where all the long and lone daylight Thou wovest dreams of joy and fear, Which make thee terrible and dear, — Swift be thy flight...
Σελίδα 472 - 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. But leech-like to their fainting country cling, Till they drop, blind in blood, without a blow ; A people starved and stabbed in the...