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 ...
WRITTEN ON THE OCCASION OF THE MASSACRE AT MANCHESTERI.As I lay asleep in ItalyThere came a voice from over the ...
Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as oneWho staggers forth into the air and sunFrom the dark chamber of a mortal ...
'Tis the terror of tempest. The rags of the sailAre flickering in ribbons within the fierce gale:From the stark night ...
Here, my dear friend, is a new book for you;I have already dedicated twoTo other friends, one female and one ...
Hark! the owlet flaps her wing,In the pathless dell beneath,Hark! night ravens loudly sing,Tidings of despair and death.--Horror covers all ...
Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream,Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,The helm sways idly, hither and ...
I.Arethusa aroseFrom her couch of snowsIn the Acroceraunian mountains,--From cloud and from crag,With many a jag,Shepherding her bright fountains.She leapt ...
Cold, cold is the blast when December is howling,Cold are the damps on a dying man's brow,--Stern are the seas ...
I.Thus to be lost and thus to sink and die,Perchance were death indeed!-Constantia, turn!In thy dark eyes a power like ...
I. The cold earth slept below; Above the cold sky shone; And all around, With a chilling sound, From caves of ice and fields of ...
I.They die--the dead return not--MiserySits near an open grave and calls them over,A Youth with hoary hair and haggard eye--They ...
'What art thou, Presumptuous, who profanestThe wreath to mighty poets only due,Even whilst like a forgotten moon thou wanest?Touch not ...
O that a chariot of cloud were mine!Of cloud which the wild tempest weaves in air,When the moon over the ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
FIRST SPIRIT O thou, who plum'd with strong desire Wouldst float above the earth, beware! A Shadow tracks thy flight ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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