Shelley and His Writings, 2. köideT.C. Newby, 1858 |
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... affairs - Exile of the Gambas - Proposed departure of Lord Byron - Settlement of Leigh . Hunt at Pisa - Shelley at Pisa - His letter to his wife - To Mrs. Williams - Return to Leghorn- Sets sail from Leghorn - Darkness - Terrible sus ...
... affairs - Exile of the Gambas - Proposed departure of Lord Byron - Settlement of Leigh . Hunt at Pisa - Shelley at Pisa - His letter to his wife - To Mrs. Williams - Return to Leghorn- Sets sail from Leghorn - Darkness - Terrible sus ...
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... affairs were at the worst , his wife parted from him in seeming love , but concealing in her heart the cold determination of never meeting him again . On this event followed the estrangement of all his friends , and , in some instances ...
... affairs were at the worst , his wife parted from him in seeming love , but concealing in her heart the cold determination of never meeting him again . On this event followed the estrangement of all his friends , and , in some instances ...
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... affairs , I wish you to look out for a home for me and Mary and William , and the kitten who is now en pension . I wish you to get an un- furnished house , with as good a garden as may be , near Windsor Forest , and take a lease of it ...
... affairs , I wish you to look out for a home for me and Mary and William , and the kitten who is now en pension . I wish you to get an un- furnished house , with as good a garden as may be , near Windsor Forest , and take a lease of it ...
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... affair entirely to your own discretion . “ I shall hear from you , of course , as to what you have done on this subject , and shall not delay to remit you whatever expenses you may find it necessary to incur . Perhaps , however , you ...
... affair entirely to your own discretion . “ I shall hear from you , of course , as to what you have done on this subject , and shall not delay to remit you whatever expenses you may find it necessary to incur . Perhaps , however , you ...
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... affairs . I remember his coming upon me when I had not seen him for a long time , and after grappling my hands with both his , in his usual fervent manner , sitting down and looking at me * Leigh Hunt's Autobiography , very earnestly ...
... affairs . I remember his coming upon me when I had not seen him for a long time , and after grappling my hands with both his , in his usual fervent manner , sitting down and looking at me * Leigh Hunt's Autobiography , very earnestly ...
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Page 236 - He is made one with Nature : there is heard His voice in all her music, from the moan Of thunder, to the song of night's sweet bird ; He is a presence to be felt and known In darkness and in light, from herb and stone, Spreading itself where'er that Power may move Which has withdrawn his being to its own ; Which wields the world with never wearied love, Sustains it from beneath, and kindles it above.
Page 242 - Midst others of less note, came one frail Form. A phantom among men; companionless As the last cloud of an expiring storm Whose thunder is its knell; he, as I guess, Had gazed on Nature's naked loveliness, Actaeon-like, and now he fled astray With feeble steps o'er the world's wilderness, And his own thoughts, along that rugged way, Pursued, like raging hounds, their father and their prey.
Page 243 - The One remains, the many change and pass; Heaven's light for ever shines, earth's shadows fly; Life, like a dome of many-coloured glass, Stains the white radiance of eternity, Until Death tramples it to fragments.
Page 270 - True love in this differs from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away.
Page 244 - 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.
Page 242 - Is it not broken? On the withering flower The killing sun smiles brightly; on a cheek The life can burn in blood, even while the heart may break. His head was bound with pansies overblown, And faded violets, white, and pied, and blue...
Page 269 - See where she stands ! a mortal shape indued With love and life and light and deity, And motion which may change but cannot die ; An image of some bright Eternity ; A shadow of some golden dream ; a Splendour Leaving the third sphere pilotless...
Page 289 - You should have known Shelley', said Byron, 'to feel how much I must regret him. He was the most gentle, most amiable, and least worldly-minded person I ever met; full of delicacy, disinterested beyond all other men, and possessing a degree of genius, joined to a simplicity, as rare as it is admirable. He had formed to himself a beau ideal of all that is fine, high-minded, and noble, and he acted up to this ideal even to the very letter.
Page 62 - For Heaven's sake let us sit upon the ground, And tell sad stories of the death of kings...
Page 49 - THE everlasting universe of Things Flows through the Mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark — now glittering — now reflecting gloom — Now lending splendour, where from secret springs The source of human thought its tribute brings Of waters, — with a sound but half its own...