The Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley, 2 tomas

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K. Paul, Trench & Company, 1886 - 4 psl.

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298 psl. - 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 ; Neither to change, nor falter, nor repent : This, like thy glory, Titan, is to be Good, great, and joyous, beautiful and free ; This is alone Life, Joy, Empire, and Victory ! THE CENCI.
106 psl. - For God's sake, let us sit upon the ground And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
409 psl. - self-concentration' — selfishness, perhaps. You, I am sure, will forgive me for sincerely remarking that you might curb your magnanimity, and be more of an artist, and load every rift...
32 psl. - Which through the summer is not heard or seen, As if it could not be, as if it had not been! Thus let thy power, which like the truth Of nature on my passive youth Descended, to my onward life supply Its calm — to one who worships thee, And every form containing thee, Whom, SPIRIT fair, thy spells did bind To fear himself, and love all human kind.
31 psl. - The secret Strength of things Which governs thought, and to the infinite dome Of Heaven is as a law, inhabits thee ! And what were thou, and earth, and stars, and sea, If to the human mind's imaginings Silence and solitude were vacancy ? July 23, 1816.
13 psl. - Jura, whose capt heights appear Precipitously steep; and drawing near, There breathes a living fragrance from the shore, Of flowers yet fresh with childhood ; on the ear Drops the light drip of the suspended oar, Or chirps the grasshopper one good-night carol more...
277 psl. - On my arrival at Rome, I found that the story of the Cenci was a subject not to be mentioned in Italian society without awakening a deep and breathless interest...
34 psl. - Beneath the lamp the lady bowed, And slowly rolled her eyes around ; Then drawing in her breath aloud Like one that shuddered, she unbound The cincture from beneath her breast : Her silken robe, and inner vest, Dropt to her feet, and full in view. Behold ! her bosom and half her side A sight to dream of, not to tell...
253 psl. - 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...
132 psl. - O for ten years, that I may overwhelm Myself in poesy; so I may do the deed That my own soul has to 'itself decreed.

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