The poetical works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 第 1〜4 巻Edward Moxon, 1849 |
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... Dead to all love but of its abjectness , With heart impassive by more noble powers Than unshared pleasure , sordid gain , or fame ; Despising its own miserable being , Which still it longs , yet fears , to disenthrall . Hence commerce ...
... Dead to all love but of its abjectness , With heart impassive by more noble powers Than unshared pleasure , sordid gain , or fame ; Despising its own miserable being , Which still it longs , yet fears , to disenthrall . Hence commerce ...
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... dead , are employments which in thesis we may maintain to be necessary , but which no good man will contemplate with gratulation and delight . A battle we suppose is won : -thus truth is esta- blished , thus the cause of justice is ...
... dead , are employments which in thesis we may maintain to be necessary , but which no good man will contemplate with gratulation and delight . A battle we suppose is won : -thus truth is esta- blished , thus the cause of justice is ...
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... dead flesh , and they pay for the greater license of the privilege by subjection to supernumerary diseases . Again , the spirit of the nation , that should take the lead in this great re- form , would insensibly become agricultural ...
... dead flesh , and they pay for the greater license of the privilege by subjection to supernumerary diseases . Again , the spirit of the nation , that should take the lead in this great re- form , would insensibly become agricultural ...
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... dead . They are neither friends , nor loyers , nor fathers , nor citizens of the world , nor benefactors of their country . Among those who attempt to exist without human sympathy , the pure and tender - hearted perish through the in ...
... dead . They are neither friends , nor loyers , nor fathers , nor citizens of the world , nor benefactors of their country . Among those who attempt to exist without human sympathy , the pure and tender - hearted perish through the in ...
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... dead eye from the detested day , Conduct , O Sleep , to thy delightful realms ! This doubt with sudden tide flowed on his heart , The insatiate hope which it awakened , stung His brain even like despair . While daylight held The sky ...
... dead eye from the detested day , Conduct , O Sleep , to thy delightful realms ! This doubt with sudden tide flowed on his heart , The insatiate hope which it awakened , stung His brain even like despair . While daylight held The sky ...
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AHASUERUS Apennine art thou beams BEATRICE beautiful beneath blood bosom breast breath bright burning calm cave Cenci child clouds cold CYCLOPS CYPRIAN dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON divine dream earth eternal EUGANEAN HILLS eyes faint fair fear fire flame flowers gentle gleam grave gray green grew hair hate hear heard heart heaven hope human Italy lady Laon light lips living lone looked LUCRETIA MEPHISTOPHELES mighty mind Mont Blanc moon mountains never night nursling o'er ocean pain pale PANTHEA passion Peter Peter Bell poem Queen Mab Rosalind round sate scorn SEMICHORUS shadow Shelley silent SILENUS slaves sleep smile soft soul sound spirit stars strange stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought throne toil tower truth twas tyrant ULYSSES voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wings words
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318 ページ - That Light whose smile kindles the Universe, That Beauty in which all things work and move, That Benediction which the eclipsing Curse Of birth can quench not, that sustaining Love Which through the web of being blindly wove By man and beast and earth and air and sea, Burns bright or dim, as each are mirrors of The fire for which all thirst; now beams on me Consuming the last clouds of cold mortality.
317 ページ - 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...
286 ページ - The pale purple even Melts around thy flight ; Like a star of heaven, In the broad daylight, Thou art unseen, but yet I hear thy shrill delight.
254 ページ - Yet now despair itself is mild, Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, And weep away the life of care Which I have borne and yet must bear...
317 ページ - The splendours of the firmament of time May be eclipsed, but are extinguished not ; Like stars to their appointed height they climb And death is a low mist which cannot blot The brightness it may veil. When lofty thought Lifts a young heart above its mortal lair, And love and life contend in it, for what Shall be its earthly doom, the dead live there And move like winds of light on dark and stormy air.
285 ページ - Over earth and ocean with gentle motion, This pilot is guiding me, Lured by the love of the genii that move...
286 ページ - HAIL to thee, blithe spirit ! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In profuse strains of unpremeditated art. Higher still and higher From the earth thou springest Like a cloud of fire; The blue deep thou wingest, And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.
285 ページ - I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, From the seas and the streams; I bear light shade for the leaves when laid In their noonday dreams. From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one, When rocked to rest on their mother's breast, As she dances about the sun. I wield the flail of the lashing hail, And whiten the green plains under, And then again I dissolve it in rain, And laugh as I pass in thunder.
314 ページ - In which suns perished ; others more sublime, Struck by the envious wrath of man or God, Have sunk, extinct in their refulgent prime ; And some yet live, treading the thorny road, Which leads, through toil and hate, to Fame's serene abode. But now, thy youngest, dearest one, has perished, The...
318 ページ - A light is past from the revolving year, And man, and woman ; and what still is dear Attracts to crush, repels to make thee wither. The soft sky smiles, — the low wind whispers near; 'Tis Adonais calls! oh, hasten thither, No more let life divide what death can join together.