Minor PoemsLittle, Brown, 1878 - 396 pages |
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... SONG , ON A FADED VIOLET 141 STANZAS WRITTEN IN DEJECTION NEAR NAPLES 142 THE PAST 144 PASSAGE OF THE APENNINES 145 INVOCATION TO MISERY 145 SONG FOR " TASSO " 149 1819 . ODE TO HEAVEN AN EXHORTATION 150 152 ODE TO THE WEST WIND ODE ...
... SONG , ON A FADED VIOLET 141 STANZAS WRITTEN IN DEJECTION NEAR NAPLES 142 THE PAST 144 PASSAGE OF THE APENNINES 145 INVOCATION TO MISERY 145 SONG FOR " TASSO " 149 1819 . ODE TO HEAVEN AN EXHORTATION 150 152 ODE TO THE WEST WIND ODE ...
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... SONG OF PROSERPINE 288 SUMMER AND WINTER 289 ODE TO NAPLES 290 LIBERTY . 297 THE WORLD'S WANDERERS 299 AN ALLEGORY 300 TIME LONG PAST 301 SONNET . [ " Ye hasten to the dead . " ] 302 LINES TO A REVIEWER • 303 ON KEATS . ADONAIS 1821 ...
... SONG OF PROSERPINE 288 SUMMER AND WINTER 289 ODE TO NAPLES 290 LIBERTY . 297 THE WORLD'S WANDERERS 299 AN ALLEGORY 300 TIME LONG PAST 301 SONNET . [ " Ye hasten to the dead . " ] 302 LINES TO A REVIEWER • 303 ON KEATS . ADONAIS 1821 ...
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... SONG . [ " Rarely , rarely comest thou . " ] 339 To- [ " Music , when soft voices die . " ] 341 MUTABILITY 342 SONNET . POLITICAL GREATNESS . 343 THE AZIOLA 344 REMEMBRANCE 345 A LAMENT 346 TO EDWARD WILLIAMS 347 To [ " One word is too ...
... SONG . [ " Rarely , rarely comest thou . " ] 339 To- [ " Music , when soft voices die . " ] 341 MUTABILITY 342 SONNET . POLITICAL GREATNESS . 343 THE AZIOLA 344 REMEMBRANCE 345 A LAMENT 346 TO EDWARD WILLIAMS 347 To [ " One word is too ...
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Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song , for I have loved Thee ever , and thee only ; I have watched Thy shadow , and the darkness of thy steps , And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley. Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song , for I have loved Thee ever , and thee only ; I have watched Thy shadow , and the darkness of thy steps , And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep ...
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... loved And cherished these my kindred ; then forgive This boast , beloved brethren , and withdraw No portion of your wonted favour now ! Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song I ALASTOR; OR, THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE.
... loved And cherished these my kindred ; then forgive This boast , beloved brethren , and withdraw No portion of your wonted favour now ! Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song I ALASTOR; OR, THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE.
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Adonais ANTISTROPHE Apennine art thou azure beams beauty beneath blue bosom bowers 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 grief heart heaven hope hopes and fears hues human isles kiss leaves light lips living lone MARY WOLLSTONECRAFT GODWIN mighty mind 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 wingèd wings woods
Popular passages
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page 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!
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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?
Page 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...
Page 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!