Poems, selected and arranged by S.A. Brooke |
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... Sweet Heaven , forgive weak thoughts , if there should be No God , no Heaven , no Earth , in the void world ; The wide , grey , lampless , deep , unpeopled world . " But , on the whole , whether it brought him pain or joy , he preferred ...
... Sweet Heaven , forgive weak thoughts , if there should be No God , no Heaven , no Earth , in the void world ; The wide , grey , lampless , deep , unpeopled world . " But , on the whole , whether it brought him pain or joy , he preferred ...
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... sweet streams and flowers and lawns , and on the road a multitude of folk , old age and youth , and manhood and infancy , all hastening onward like a torrent . This represents , under the common allegory , the ordinary life of men ...
... sweet streams and flowers and lawns , and on the road a multitude of folk , old age and youth , and manhood and infancy , all hastening onward like a torrent . This represents , under the common allegory , the ordinary life of men ...
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... talk with the departed dead . I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed , I was not heard - I saw them not- When musing deeply on the lot Of life , at that sweet time when winds are 2 HYMN TO INTELLECTUAL BEAUTY .
... talk with the departed dead . I called on poisonous names with which our youth is fed , I was not heard - I saw them not- When musing deeply on the lot Of life , at that sweet time when winds are 2 HYMN TO INTELLECTUAL BEAUTY .
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Percy Bysshe Shelley Stopford Augustus Brooke. Of life , at that sweet time when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming , — Sudden , thy shadow fell on me ; I shrieked , and clasped my hands in ...
Percy Bysshe Shelley Stopford Augustus Brooke. Of life , at that sweet time when winds are wooing All vital things that wake to bring News of birds and blossoming , — Sudden , thy shadow fell on me ; I shrieked , and clasped my hands in ...
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... sweet kisses , have been dear to me ; If no bright bird , insect , or gentle beast I consciously have injured , but still loved And cherished these my kindred ; then forgive This boast , belovèd brethren , and withdraw No portion of ...
... sweet kisses , have been dear to me ; If no bright bird , insect , or gentle beast I consciously have injured , but still loved And cherished these my kindred ; then forgive This boast , belovèd brethren , and withdraw No portion of ...
Common terms and phrases
Adonais aërial Alastor ANTISTROPHE Apennine azure beams beautiful beneath bird blue bowers breath bright calm cave caverns clouds cold Dæmons dark dead death deep delight DEMOGORGON dreams earth eternal Euganean Hills eyes faint fear fire fled float flowers forest gaze gentle golden grave green grey heart heaven hope human isles kiss leaves light lips living lone long past Maddalo mighty mist moon mountains Nature never night nursling o'er ocean odour OZYMANDIAS pale pale flowers Pantheism passion poem poet poetry Prometheus Unbound rain Revolt of Islam round SEMICHORUS Sensitive Plant shadow shadows watch shattered visage Shelley Shelley's sleep smile snow soft song soul sound spirit splendour stars storm stream sweet swift tears tempest thee thine things thou art thought thro tower vapours veil voice wandering waves weep Whilst wild wind wind-flowers wingèd wings woods
Popular passages
Page 279 - Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is: What if my leaves are falling like its own! The tumult of thy mighty harmonies Will take from both a deep autumnal tone, Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, spirit fierce, My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one! Drive my dead thoughts over the universe Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth...
Page 65 - With a sweet emotion ; Nothing in the world is single ; All things by a law divine In one another's being mingle...
Page 278 - 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!
Page 102 - 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...
Page 294 - 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...
Page 121 - My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing...
Page 277 - Who chariotest to their 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...
Page 302 - A BOOK OF GOLDEN DEEDS of All Times and All Countries. Gathered and Narrated Anew. By the Author of
Page 5 - On a poet's lips I slept, Dreaming like a love-adept In the sound his breathing kept. Nor seeks nor finds he mortal blisses, But feeds on the aerial kisses Of shapes that haunt thought's wildernesses. He will watch from dawn to gloom The lake-reflected sun illume The yellow bees in the ivy-bloom, Nor heed nor see what things they be : But from these create he can Forms more real than living man, Nurslings of immortality.
Page 120 - Life of Life, thy lips enkindle With their love the breath between them; And thy smiles before they dwindle Make the cold air fire; then screen them In those looks, where whoso gazes Faints, entangled in their mazes.