Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe ShelleyJohn and Henry L. Hunt, 1824 - 415 頁 This volume was published just two years after Shelley's death. It collects some of his final poems, including unfinished works. Shelley's wife, Mary, was responsible for assembling the collection, and she also provides a revealing introduction. |
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第 1 到 5 筆結果,共 97 筆
第 9 頁
... eye . " And such , " he cried , " is our mortality ; And this must be the emblem and the sign Of what should be eternal and divine ; And like that ... eyes ! which seem " Twin mirrors of Italian Heaven , yet gleam With JULIAN AND MADDALO . 9.
... eye . " And such , " he cried , " is our mortality ; And this must be the emblem and the sign Of what should be eternal and divine ; And like that ... eyes ! which seem " Twin mirrors of Italian Heaven , yet gleam With JULIAN AND MADDALO . 9.
第 14 頁
... eyes lustrous and glazed , And spoke , -sometimes as one who wrote , and thought . His words might move some heart that heeded not , If sent to distant lands ; —and then as one Reproaching deeds never to be undone , With wondering self ...
... eyes lustrous and glazed , And spoke , -sometimes as one who wrote , and thought . His words might move some heart that heeded not , If sent to distant lands ; —and then as one Reproaching deeds never to be undone , With wondering self ...
第 16 頁
... eyes If this sad writing thou shouldst ever see , My secret groans must be unheard by thee ; Thou wouldst weep tears , bitter as blood , to know Thy lost friend's incommunicable woe . Ye few by whom my nature has been weighed In ...
... eyes If this sad writing thou shouldst ever see , My secret groans must be unheard by thee ; Thou wouldst weep tears , bitter as blood , to know Thy lost friend's incommunicable woe . Ye few by whom my nature has been weighed In ...
第 17 頁
... eye , Or with my silence sanction tyranny , Or seek a moment's shelter from my pain In any madness which the world calls gain ; Ambition , or revenge , or thoughts as stern As those which make me what I am , or turn To avarice or ...
... eye , Or with my silence sanction tyranny , Or seek a moment's shelter from my pain In any madness which the world calls gain ; Ambition , or revenge , or thoughts as stern As those which make me what I am , or turn To avarice or ...
第 19 頁
... eyes ne'er had lied love in my face ! That , like some maniac monk , I had torn out The nerves of manhood by their bleeding root With mine own quivering fingers ! so that ne'er Our hearts had for a moment mingled there , To disunite in ...
... eyes ne'er had lied love in my face ! That , like some maniac monk , I had torn out The nerves of manhood by their bleeding root With mine own quivering fingers ! so that ne'er Our hearts had for a moment mingled there , To disunite in ...
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第 195 頁 - Its passions will rock thee, As the storms rock the ravens on high ; Bright reason will mock thee, Like the sun from a wintry sky. From thy nest every rafter Will rot, and thine eagle home Leave thee naked to laughter, When leaves fall and cold winds come.
第 194 頁 - WHEN the lamp is shattered The light in the dust lies dead — When the cloud is scattered The rainbow's glory is shed. When the lute is broken, Sweet tones are remembered not; When the lips have spoken, Loved accents are soon forgot.
第 165 頁 - 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.
第 285 頁 - The windings of the dell. — The rivulet, Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath the forest flowed. Sometimes it fell Among the moss, with hollow harmony Dark and profound. Now on the polished stones It danced ; like childhood, laughing as it went : Then, through the plain in tranquil wanderings crept, Reflecting every herb and drooping bud \ That overhung its quietness.
第 276 頁 - While day-light held The sky, the Poet kept mute conference With his still soul. At night the passion came, Like the fierce fiend of a distempered dream, And shook him from his rest, and led him forth Into the darkness.
第 23 頁 - Most wretched men Are cradled into poetry by wrong: They learn in suffering what they teach in song.
第 81 頁 - The great, the unforgotten, — they who wore Mitres and helms and crowns, or wreaths of light, Signs of thought's empire over thought. Their lore "Taught them not this, to know themselves ; their might Could not repress the mystery within ; And, for the morn of truth they feigned, deep night
第 274 頁 - His languid limbs. A vision on his sleep There came, a dream of hopes that never yet Had flushed his cheek. He dreamed a veiled maid Sate near him, talking in low solemn tones. Her voice was like the voice of his own soul Heard in the calm of thought...
第 8 頁 - Dissolved into one lake of fire, were seen Those mountains towering as from waves of flame Around the vaporous sun, from which there came The inmost purple spirit of light, and made Their very peaks transparent 'Ere it fade,' Said my companion, 'I will show you soon A better station...
第 263 頁 - To the Moon Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth, Wandering companionless Among the stars that have a different birth, — And ever changing, like a joyless eye That finds no object worth its constancy?