Scenes From The Faust Of Goethe (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
SCENE 1.-PROLOGUE IN HEAVEN. THE LORD AND THE HOST OF HEAVEN. ENTER THREE ARCHANGELS.RAPHAEL:The sun makes music as of oldAmid ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
'Thus do the generations of the earth Go to the grave and issue from the womb, Surviving still the imperishable change That renovates ...
'Fairy!' the Spirit said, And on the Queen of Spells Fixed her ethereal eyes, 'I thank thee. Thou hast given A boon which I ...
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON.I.A glorious people vibrated againThe lightning of ...
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy's burning speech. O'er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods ...
'O happy Earth, reality of Heaven! To which those restless souls that ceaselessly Throng through the human universe, aspire! Thou consummation of all ...
Scene.--Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress.The Enchantress comes forth.Enchantress.He came like a dream in the dawn of life, He fled ...
EPODE 1a.I stood within the City disinterred;And heard the autumnal leaves like light footfallsOf spirits passing through the streets; and ...
1.A pale Dream came to a Lady fair,And said, A boon, a boon, I pray!I know the secrets of the ...
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims ...
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
I.Thy country's curse is on thee, darkest crestOf that foul, knotted, many-headed wormWhich rends our Mother's bosom-Priestly Pest!Masked Resurrection of ...
Ariel to Miranda:-- TakeThis slave of music, for the sakeOf him who is the slave of thee;And teach it all ...
FROM THE ITALIAN OF DANTE.I.Ye who intelligent the Third Heaven move,Hear the discourse which is within my heart,Which cannot be ...
CHORUS OF SPIRITS:FIRST SPIRIT:Palace-roof of cloudless nights!Paradise of golden lights!Deep, immeasurable, vast,Which art now, and which wert thenOf the Present ...
Best and brightest, come away!Fairer far than this fair Day,Which, like thee to those in sorrow,Comes to bid a sweet ...
I.The billows on the beach are leaping around it,The bark is weak and frail,The sea looks black, and the clouds ...
...And many there were hurt by that strong boy,His name, they said, was Pleasure,And near him stood, glorious beyond measureFour ...
Art thou indeed forever gone,Forever, ever, lost to me?Must this poor bosom beat alone,Or beat at all, if not for ...
I.The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie,Curtained with star-inwoven tapestries,From the broad moonlight of the sky,Fanning the busy ...
What! alive and so bold, O Earth?Art thou not overbold?What! leapest thou forth as of oldIn the light of thy ...
DAKRYSI DIOISW POTMON APOTMONOh! there are spirits of the air,And genii of the evening breeze,And gentle ghosts, with eyes as ...
MADDALO, A COURTIER.MALPIGLIO, A POET.PIGNA, A MINISTER.ALBANO, AN USHER.MADDALO:No access to the Duke! You have not saidThat the Count Maddalo ...
I.Thou art fair, and few are fairerOf the Nymphs of earth or ocean;They are robes that fit the wearer--Those soft ...
I.Swifter far than summer's flight--Swifter far than youth's delight--Swifter far than happy night,Art thou come and gone--As the earth when ...
Sweet star, which gleaming o'er the darksome sceneThrough fleecy clouds of silvery radiance fliest,Spanglet of light on evening's shadowy veil,Which ...
I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake;Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek,Thy tender frame, so eloquently weak,Love ...
Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame,Nor peace, nor strength, nor skill in arms or arts,Shepherd those herds whom tyranny makes ...
O Mary dear, that you were hereWith your brown eyes bright and clear.And your sweet voice, like a birdSinging love ...
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