The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Text Carefully Revised by William Michael Rossetti, Volume 2John Slark, 1885 |
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... father near ; And my two wild boys would near my knee Cling , cowed and cowering fearfully . I'll tell thee truth : I loved another . His name in my ear was ever ringing , His form to my brain was ever clinging ; Yet , if some stranger ...
... father near ; And my two wild boys would near my knee Cling , cowed and cowering fearfully . I'll tell thee truth : I loved another . His name in my ear was ever ringing , His form to my brain was ever clinging ; Yet , if some stranger ...
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... father lived a little while ; But all might see that he was dying , He smiled with such a woful smile When he was in the churchyard lying Among the worms , we grew quite poor , So that no one would give us bread ; My mother looked at me ...
... father lived a little while ; But all might see that he was dying , He smiled with such a woful smile When he was in the churchyard lying Among the worms , we grew quite poor , So that no one would give us bread ; My mother looked at me ...
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... as that falsehood is to me- But that I cannot bear more altered faces Than needs must be , more changed and cold embraces , More misery , disappointment , and mistrust , To own me for their father . Would the dust 54 JULIAN AND MADDALO .
... as that falsehood is to me- But that I cannot bear more altered faces Than needs must be , more changed and cold embraces , More misery , disappointment , and mistrust , To own me for their father . Would the dust 54 JULIAN AND MADDALO .
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... father . Would the dust Were covered in upon my body now— That the life ceased to toil within my brow ! And then these thoughts would at the least be fled : Let us not fear such pain can vex the dead . " What power delights to torture ...
... father . Would the dust Were covered in upon my body now— That the life ceased to toil within my brow ! And then these thoughts would at the least be fled : Let us not fear such pain can vex the dead . " What power delights to torture ...
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... father's friend ; and , when I asked Of the lorn maniac , she her memory tasked , And told , as she had heard , the mournful tale : - That the poor sufferer's health began to fail Two years from my departure ; but that then The lady who ...
... father's friend ; and , when I asked Of the lorn maniac , she her memory tasked , And told , as she had heard , the mournful tale : - That the poor sufferer's health began to fail Two years from my departure ; but that then The lady who ...
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Page 454 - ... The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light forever shines, Earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of Eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments. - Die, If thou wouldst be with that which thou dost seek! Follow where all is fled! - Rome's azure sky, Flowers, ruins, statues, music, words, are weak The glory they transfuse with fitting truth to speak.
Page 371 - twas her own ; as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.
Page 302 - By heaven, methinks it were an easy leap, To pluck bright honour from the pale-faced moon, Or dive into the bottom of the deep, Where fathom-line could never touch the ground, And pluck up drowned honour by the locks...
Page 376 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form, A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Page 139 - 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 377 - Round whose rude shaft dark ivy-tresses grew Yet dripping with the forest's noonday dew, Vibrated, as the ever-beating heart Shook the weak hand that grasped it; of that crew He came the last, neglected and apart; A herd-abandoned deer struck by the hunter's dart.
Page 274 - Rise like Lions after slumber In unvanquishable number, Shake your chains to earth like dew Which in sleep had fallen on you Ye are many - they are few.
Page 82 - Dost thou faint, mighty Titan? We laugh thee to scorn. Dost thou boast the clear knowledge thou waken'dst for man? Then was kindled within him a thirst which outran Those perishing waters ; a thirst of fierce fever, Hope, love, doubt, desire, which consume him for ever.
Page 370 - To that high Capital, where kingly Death Keeps his pale court in beauty and decay, He came; and bought, with price of purest breath, A grave among the eternal.— Come away!
Page 99 - Hark! the rushing snow! The sun-awakened avalanche! whose mass, Thrice sifted by the storm, had gathered there Flake after flake, in heaven-defying minds As thought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosened, and the nations echo round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now.