The windings of the dell. — The rivulet, Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath the forest flowed. Sometimes it fell Among the moss, with hollow harmony Dark and profound. Now on the polished stones It danced ; like childhood, laughing... Posthumous Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley - Page 283by Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1824 - 415 pagesFull view - About this book
| Herbert Huscher - 1919 - 168 pages
...zur Verfügung stellt. 3 Siehe Volkelt, System der Ästhetik, vol. III, p. 382. The rivulet Wanten and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath the forest flowed. Sometimes it feil Among the inoss with hallow harmony Dark and profound. Now on the polished stoncs It danced; like... | |
| Sir Archibald Thomas Strong, Sir Archibald Strong - 1921 - 204 pages
...sense the Stream in Alastor is the stream of human life, and of the Poet's own life. Thus he says : O stream ! Whose source is inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend? Thou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulfs, Thy searchless... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas James Cobden-Sanderson - 1922 - 264 pages
...Obedient to the light That shone within his soul, he went, pursuing The windings of the dell. The rivulet, Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath...inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend ? Thou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulphs, Thy... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas James Cobden-Sanderson - 1922 - 258 pages
...Obedient to the light That shone within his soul, he went, pursuing The windings of the dell. The rivulet, Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath...inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend ? Thou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulphs, Thy... | |
| Ernest Edward Kellett - 1923 - 228 pages
...a reality we cannot conceive. Down this river Alastor sailed, in search of his unattainable ideal : O stream, Whose source is inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend ? Thou imagest my life. Down such a stream flows the everlasting Universe of Things — as we are told... | |
| Curtis Hidden Page - 1910 - 966 pages
...to the light That shone within his soul, he went, pursuing The windings of the dell. — The rivulet Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath...polished stones It danced ; like childhood laughing as i* went : ' Then through the plain in tranquil wanderings crept, Reflecting every herb and drooping... | |
| Curtis Hidden Page - 1924 - 486 pages
...hollow harmony Dark and profound. Now on the polished stones It danced ; like childhood laughing as i* went : Then through the plain in tranquil wanderings...inaccessibly profound. Whither do thy mysterious waters tend ? Thou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulfs, Thy... | |
| John Spencer Bassett, Edwin Mims, William Henry Glasson, William Preston Few, William Kenneth Boyd, William Hane Wannamaker - 1924 - 472 pages
...succeeded in making it yield its secret. He adopts the stream of the Alastor as the image of his soul : O stream, Whose source is inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend? Thou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulfs, Thy searchless... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1926 - 758 pages
...to the light That shone within his soul, he went, ' pursuing Jhe windings of the dell.—The rivulet Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath...with hollow harmony Dark ' and profound. Now on the Then through the plain in tranquil wanderings crept, Reflecting every herb and drooping bud That over... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1927 - 372 pages
...to the light That shone within his soul, he went, pursuing The windings of the dell. — The rivulet Wanton and wild, through many a green ravine Beneath...inaccessibly profound, Whither do thy mysterious waters tend ? YThou imagest my life. Thy darksome stillness, Thy dazzling waves, thy loud and hollow gulfs, Thy... | |
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