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... before , he made them wise and true in aim of soul . Men before he helped them , though able to see , saw but vainly and hearing , heard not , but like shapes in dreams had mixed all things wildly down 17 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
... before , he made them wise and true in aim of soul . Men before he helped them , though able to see , saw but vainly and hearing , heard not , but like shapes in dreams had mixed all things wildly down 17 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
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... land before the scourge The gods hold o'er me . So thou hast heard the past , And if a bitter future thou canst tell , Speak on . " 1 Gadfly . The remainder of Io's story is told in prophecy by 23 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
... land before the scourge The gods hold o'er me . So thou hast heard the past , And if a bitter future thou canst tell , Speak on . " 1 Gadfly . The remainder of Io's story is told in prophecy by 23 ANCIENT MYTHS IN MODERN POETS.
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... heard me speak . " Voices from the Mountains , Springs , Air and Whirlwinds recall the horror which fell upon na- ture and man when the curse was first uttered , the Earth , mother of Prometheus as in the Greek play - adding her ...
... heard me speak . " Voices from the Mountains , Springs , Air and Whirlwinds recall the horror which fell upon na- ture and man when the curse was first uttered , the Earth , mother of Prometheus as in the Greek play - adding her ...
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... heard not , moved not , only felt His presence flow and mingle through my blood Till it became his life , and his grew mine , And I was thus absorbed , until it passed , And like the vapors when the sun sinks down , Gathering again in ...
... heard not , moved not , only felt His presence flow and mingle through my blood Till it became his life , and his grew mine , And I was thus absorbed , until it passed , And like the vapors when the sun sinks down , Gathering again in ...
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... heard saying , Oh , Follow , Follow , Follow Me ! " and in the dream she looked into the depths of Panthea's eyes and still she saw there , " Follow , Follow . " The Echoes now take up this refrain and from every side is heard , " Oh ...
... heard saying , Oh , Follow , Follow , Follow Me ! " and in the dream she looked into the depths of Panthea's eyes and still she saw there , " Follow , Follow . " The Echoes now take up this refrain and from every side is heard , " Oh ...
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Apollo Asia beauty behold breathe bright Caria clouds Copley Society Cynthia dark deep Demogorgon divine dream earth Enceladus Endymion Eschylus eternal Eumenides evil eyes fair fate feel fire flowers gaze glory goddess gods golden Greek grief hand hath heard heart heaven Hermes Hesiod Homeric Hymn human hymn Hyperion ideal imagination immortal Jove Jupiter Keats kiss light lips live lyre mankind MAX KLINGER melody metheus mind Moon mortal mountains myth nature never night o'er Okeanides Okeanos pain Panthea Peona Phoebus play poem poet Prome Prometheus Prometheus Unbound Saturn Selene shadow shalt Shelley Shelley's sigh sing sleep slumber soft song soul spirit stars steeds story sweet symbol Tartaros tell Tellus Thea thee Themis thine things thou art thought throne thunder tion Titans Tulchuherris vision voice wind wings wonder worship youth Zeus
Popular passages
Page 106 - To suffer woes which hope thinks infinite ; To forgive wrongs darker than death or night ; To defy power which seems omnipotent ; To love and bear ; to hope till hope creates From its own wreck the thing it contemplates...
Page 249 - I am certain of nothing but of the holiness of the Heart's affections and the truth of Imagination— What the imagination seizes as Beauty must be truth— whether it existed before or not...
Page 183 - We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink.
Page 288 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Page 248 - I shall call the Chamber of Maiden-Thought, than we become intoxicated with the light and the atmosphere, we see nothing but pleasant wonders, and think of delaying there for ever in delight. However among the effects this breathing is father of is that tremendous one of sharpening one's vision into the heart and nature of Man — of convincing one's nerves that the world is full of Misery and Heart-break, Pain, Sickness and oppression...
Page 268 - ENDYMION. THE rising moon has hid the stars ; Her level rays, like golden bars, Lie on the landscape green, With shadows brown between. And silver white the river gleams, As if Diana, in her dreams, Had dropt her silver bow Upon the meadows low.
Page 345 - Then I arise, and climbing Heaven's blue dome, I walk over the mountains and the waves, Leaving my robe upon the ocean foam ; My footsteps pave the clouds with fire ; the caves Are filled with my bright presence, and the air Leaves the green earth to my embraces bare.
Page 81 - To move, to breathe, to be; I wandering went Among the haunts and dwellings of mankind, And first was disappointed not to see Such mighty change as I had felt within Expressed in outward things; but soon I looked...
Page 62 - Hypocrisy and custom make their minds The fanes of many a worship, now outworn. They dare not devise good for man's estate, And yet they know not that they do not dare. The good want power, but to weep barren tears. The powerful goodness want : worse need for them.
Page 206 - Though old Ulysses tortured from his slumbers The glutted Cyclops, what care ? — Juliet leaning Amid her window-flowers, — sighing, — weaning Tenderly her fancy from its maiden snow, Doth more avail than these : the silver flow 30 Of Hero's tears, the swoon of Imogen, Fair Pastorella in the bandit's den, Are things to brood on with more ardency Than the death-day of empires.