Poems from Shelley and KeatsMacmillan, 1900 - 221 oldal |
Részletek a könyvből
1 - 5 találat összesen 42 találatból.
10. oldal
... dark wintry bed The winged seeds , where they lie cold and low , Each like a corpse within its grave , until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth , and fill ( Driving sweet buds like flocks to ...
... dark wintry bed The winged seeds , where they lie cold and low , Each like a corpse within its grave , until Thine azure sister of the spring shall blow Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth , and fill ( Driving sweet buds like flocks to ...
21. oldal
... dark breast Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest . But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden , the field , or the wilderness , Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want , As the companionless Sensitive Plant ...
... dark breast Rose from the dreams of its wintry rest . But none ever trembled and panted with bliss In the garden , the field , or the wilderness , Like a doe in the noontide with love's sweet want , As the companionless Sensitive Plant ...
27. oldal
... footstep trod , Her trailing hair from the grassy sod Erased its light vestige , with shadowy sweep , Like a sunny storm o'er the dark green deep . 140 I doubt not the flowers of that garden sweet Rejoiced THE SENSITIVE PLANT 27.
... footstep trod , Her trailing hair from the grassy sod Erased its light vestige , with shadowy sweep , Like a sunny storm o'er the dark green deep . 140 I doubt not the flowers of that garden sweet Rejoiced THE SENSITIVE PLANT 27.
29. oldal
... dark Edge of the odorous cedar bark . This fairest creature from earliest spring Thus moved through the garden ministering All the sweet season of summer tide , And ere the first leaf looked brown PART THIRD - she died ! Three days the ...
... dark Edge of the odorous cedar bark . This fairest creature from earliest spring Thus moved through the garden ministering All the sweet season of summer tide , And ere the first leaf looked brown PART THIRD - she died ! Three days the ...
30. oldal
... dark grass , and the flowers among the grass , Were bright with tears as the crowd did pass ; From their sighs the wind caught a mournful tone , And sate in the pines , and gave groan for groan . The garden , once fair , became cold and ...
... dark grass , and the flowers among the grass , Were bright with tears as the crowd did pass ; From their sighs the wind caught a mournful tone , And sate in the pines , and gave groan for groan . The garden , once fair , became cold and ...
Más kiadások - Összes megtekintése
POEMS FROM SHELLEY & KEATS Percy Bysshe 1792-1822 Shelley,John 1795-1821 Keats,Sidney Carleton 1863- Ed Newsom Nincs elérhető előnézet - 2016 |
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
Adonais Agnes ARETHUSA beauty blue breath bright buds clouds cold dark dead death deep delight dost doth Dowden dream earth Endymion English eyes faint fair fled flowers friends gazed gentle gleam golden grass green grief hast heart heaven human John Keats Keats Keats's kissed leaves LECHLADE Leigh Hunt light lips Lorenzo love's lyrical lyrical poetry Merchant of Venice mighty moan Mont Blanc moon morn mountains mourn never night nursling o'er ocean ODE ON MELANCHOLY ODE TO PSYCHE odor OZYMANDIAS pain pale poem poet poetry Porphyro Prometheus Unbound rain rose round Sensitive Plant shadow Shelley Shelley's sighs silent sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit spring stars stream sweet tears thee thine things thou art thought Trelawny veil verse voice wake wander waves weep wild winds wings Wordsworth ΙΟ
Népszerű szakaszok
4. oldal - Teach us, sprite or bird, what sweet thoughts are thine; I have never heard praise of love or wine that panted forth a flood of rapture so divine.
120. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
124. oldal - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love!
1. oldal - 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...
12. oldal - 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...
139. oldal - Homer ruled as his demesne ; Yet did I never breathe its pure serene Till I heard Chapman speak out loud and bold : Then felt I like some watcher of the skies When a new planet swims into his ken ; Or like stout Cortez when with eagle eyes He...
118. oldal - The breath whose might I have invoked in song Descends on me; my spirit's bark is driven, Far from the shore, far from the trembling throng Whose sails were never to the tempest given; The massy earth and sphered skies are riven! I am borne darkly, fearfully, afar; Whilst burning through the inmost veil of Heaven, The soul of Adonais, like a star, Beacons from the abode where the Eternal are.
105. oldal - O gentle child, beautiful as thou wert, Why didst thou leave the trodden paths of men Too soon, and with weak hands though mighty heart Dare the unpastured dragon in his den?
117. oldal - 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.
85. oldal - Death will come when thou art dead, Soon, too soon — Sleep will come when thou art fled; Of neither would I ask the boon I ask of thee, beloved Night— Swift be thine approaching flight, Come soon, soon!