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silenus
be silent sons command the slaves to drive
the gathered flocks into the rock-roofed cave | img2poems |
silenus
there are not
these lone rocks are bare of men | img2poems |
ulysses
obeying whom
or is the state popular | img2poems |
ulysses
how live they
do they sow the corn of ceres | img2poems |
silenus
ah
no they live in an ungracious land | img2poems |
ulysses
and are they just to strangers
hospitable | img2poems |
silenus
they think the sweetest thing a stranger brings
is his own flesh | img2poems |
ulysses
the cyclops now where is he
not at home | img2poems |
silenus
have you it now
or is it in the ship | img2poems |
silenus
papaiapax
what a sweet smell it has | img2poems |
silenus
by jove no
but i smell it | img2poems |
silenus
babai
great bacchus calls me forth to dance | img2poems |
silenus
let gold alone
only unlock the cask | img2poems |
silenus
what ho
assistance comrades haste assistance | img2poems |
cyclops
by whom
who laid his fist upon your head | img2poems |
silenus
those men because i would not suffer them
to steal your goods | img2poems |
silenus
i
may you perish wretch | img2poems |
ulysses
selecting two the plumpest of the crowd
he grasped them in his hands | img2poems |
ulysses
oh no
nothing of that kind my device is subtle | img2poems |
chorus
how then
i heard of old that thou wert wise | img2poems |
ulysses
listen o cyclops for i am well skilled
in bacchus whom i gave thee of to drink | img2poems |
cyclops
what shall i do silenus
shall i stay | img2poems |
cyclops
indeed this place is closely carpeted
with flowers and grass | img2poems |
silenus
it was this stranger kissing me because
i looked so beautiful | img2poems |
cyclops
you shall repent
for kissing the coy wine that loves you not | img2poems |
silenus
by jupiter
you said that i am fair | img2poems |
silenus
how is it mixed
let me observe | img2poems |
silenus
not till i see you wear
that coronal and taste the cup to you | img2poems |
cyclops
papai
the vine must be a sapient plant | img2poems |
silenus
polypheme
i am the ganymede of jupiter | img2poems |
chorus
the same thing has occurred to us our ankles
are sprained with standing here i know not how | img2poems |
ulysses
cowardly dogs
ye will not aid me then | img2poems |
cyclops
ah me
my eyesight is parched up to cinders | img2poems |
cyclops
ah me
indeed what woe has fallen upon me | img2poems |
but wretched nothings think ye not to flee
out of this rock i standing at the outlet
will bar the way and catch you as you pass | img2poems |
chorus
why then no one
can be to blame | img2poems |
cyclops
i say 'twas nobody
who blinded me | img2poems |
chorus
nay
it cannot be that no one made you blind | img2poems |
chorus
they stand under the darkness of the rock
and cling to it | img2poems |
chorus
not there
he is a little there beyond you | img2poems |
cyclops
detested wretch
where are you | img2poems |
ulysses
far from you
i keep with care this body of ulysses | img2poems |
chorus
and we the shipmates of ulysses now
will serve our bacchus all our happy lives | img2poems |
[these four epigrams were published numbers and without title by
mrs
shelley poetical works st edition | img2poems |
[published by mrs
shelley posthumous poems
there is a draft amongst the hunt manuscripts | img2poems |
the laurels and the myrtle-copses dim
the pine-encircled mountain maenalus
the cold crags of lycaeus weep for him | img2poems |
and the cloven waters like a chasm of mountains
stood and received him in its mighty portal
and led him through the deep's untrampled fountains | img2poems |
which sounded as he passed and lakes which rain
replenished not girt round by marble caves
'wildered by the watery motion of the main | img2poems |
and rock-resounding hypanis and thou
eridanus who bearest like empire's sign
two golden horns upon thy taurine brow | img2poems |
[published in part by medwin the angler in wales
life of shelley reprinted in full by garnett relics of
shelley | img2poems |
and earnest to explore within around
the divine wood whose thick green living woof
tempered the young day to the sight i wound | img2poems |
against the air that in that stillness deep
and solemn struck upon my forehead bare
the slow soft stroke of a continuous | img2poems |
with perfect joy received the early day
singing within the glancing leaves whose sound
kept a low burden to their roundelay | img2poems |
my slow steps had already borne me o'er
such space within the antique wood that i
perceived not where i entered any more | img2poems |
dark dark yet clear moved under the obscure
eternal shades whose interwoven looms
the rays of moon or sunlight ne'er endure | img2poems |
which starred that night when even as a thing
that suddenly for blank astonishment
charms every sense and makes all thought take wing | img2poems |
what mary is when she a little smiles
i cannot even tell or call to mind
it is a miracle so new so rare | img2poems |
now had the loophole of that dungeon still
which bears the name of famine's tower from me
and where 'tis fit that many another will | img2poems |
trained to the sport and eager for the game
wide ranging in his front ' but soon were seen
though by so short a course with 'spirits tame | img2poems |
for they were with me moaning in their sleep
and begging bread
ah for those darling ones | img2poems |
in all that day and all the following night
i wept not nor replied but when to shine
upon the world not us came forth the light | img2poems |
between the fifth and sixth day ere twas dawn
i found 'myself blind-groping o'er the three
three days i called them after they were gone | img2poems |
daemon
search even as thou wilt
but thou shalt never find what i can hide | img2poems |
cyprian
what noise is that among the boughs
who moves | img2poems |
cyprian
have you
studied much | img2poems |
daemon
no and yet i know enough
not to be wholly ignorant | img2poems |
cyprian
pray sir
what science may you know | img2poems |
cyprian
do you regret
my victory | img2poems |
floro
from what rocks
and desert cells | img2poems |
cyprian
permit one question further: is the lady
impossible to hope or not | img2poems |
cyprian
would you for your
part marry her | img2poems |
daemon
now from this plank will i
pass to the land and thus fulfil my scheme | img2poems |
daemon
and who art thou before whose feet my fate
has prostrated me | img2poems |
cyprian
one who moved with pity
would soothe its stings | img2poems |
yet i lament what has long ceased to be
the object of desire or memory
and my life is not life | img2poems |
a voice
what is the glory far above
all else in human life | img2poems |
all
love
oh love | img2poems |
justina
and who art thou who hast found entrance hither
into my chamber through the doors and locks | img2poems |
justina
it is invincible
it were not free if thou hadst power upon it | img2poems |
justina
it were bought
too dear | img2poems |
justina
my defence
consists in god | img2poems |
lisander
oh my daughter
what | img2poems |
livia
i daresay it was moscon whom she saw
for he was locked up in my room | img2poems |
livia
when i once see them safe out of the house
i shall breathe freely | img2poems |
justina
so do i confide
in thy just favour heaven | img2poems |
notes
_ certainly would editions would certainly
_ beastlily beastily editions | img2poems |
mephistopheles
no lord
i find all there as ever bad at best | img2poems |
even i am sorry for man's days of sorrow
i could myself almost give up the pleasure
of plaguing the poor things | img2poems |
notes
_ frowning]fawning
_ brake lake | img2poems |
faust
how
the children of the wind rage in the air | img2poems |
voices
and you may now as well take your course on to hell
since you ride by so fast on the headlong blast | img2poems |
semichorus
a thousand steps must a woman take
where a man but a single spring will make | img2poems |
note
_ felsensee
felumee felunsee editions | img2poems |
faust
there sit a girl and an old woman they
seem to be tired with pleasure and with play | img2poems |
notes
_-_ so boscombe manuscript
wanting | img2poems |
faust
a red mouse in the middle of her singing
sprung from her mouth | img2poems |
how strangely does a single blood-red line
not broader than the sharp edge of a knife
adorn her lovely neck | img2poems |
queen mab was probably written during the year it is first heard
of at lynmouth august but the
text may be assumed to include earlier material | img2poems |
avia pieridum peragro loca nullius ante
trita solo juvat integros accedere fonteis
atque haurire: juvatque novos decerpere flores | img2poems |
notes
_ exhaustless store edition
_ draws edition see editor's note | img2poems |
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