Marred his repose, the influxes of sense, And his own being unalloyed by pain, Yet feebler and more feeble, calmly fed The stream of thought, till he lay breathing there At peace, and faintly smiling: — his last sight Was the great moon, which o'er... Essays, Historical and Theological - Page 430by James Bowling Mozley - 1878Full view - About this book
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1927 - 372 pages
...powers of life. Hope and despair, The torturers, slept ; no mortal pain or fear Marred his repose, the influxes of sense, And his own being unalloyed...suspended, With whose dun beams inwoven darkness seemed To mingle. Now upon the jagged hills It rests, and still as the divided frame Of the vast meteor sunk,... | |
| Frederic Stewart Colwell - Electronic books - 1989 - 246 pages
...panorama, the battleground of life on which he has fallen, where for the hero victory and defeat are one. his last sight Was the great moon, which o'er the...suspended, With whose dun beams inwoven darkness seemed To mingle. (645-9) He dies with its setting, "when two lessening points of light alone / Gleamed through... | |
| Percy Bysshe Shelley - Poetry - 1994 - 752 pages
...powers of life. Hope and despair, The torturers, slept; no mortal pain or fear 6-w Marred his repose, the influxes of sense, And his own being unalloyed...thought, till he lay breathing there At peace, and faindy smiling: - his last sight Was the great moon, which o'er the western line Of the wide world... | |
| Guinn Batten - Business & Economics - 1998 - 326 pages
...being now . . . . . . Hope and despair, The torturers, slept; no mortal pain or fear Marred his repose, the influxes of sense, And his own being unalloyed...suspended, With whose dun beams inwoven darkness seemed To mingle. Now upon the jagged hills It rests, and still as the divided frame Of the vast meteor sunk,... | |
| Patricia Cruzalegui Sotelo - English poetry - 2001 - 194 pages
...El poeta se echa, acomoda su cabeza sobre una piedra y por fin recupera su paz interior Yet feeble and more feeble, calmly fed The stream of thought,...lay breathing there At peace, and faintly smiling. Lo último que vio fue la luna y, cuando sus ojos se apagaron, los cielos oscurecieron de improviso;... | |
| 1820 - 568 pages
...powers of life. Hope and despair, The torturers, slept ; no mortal pain or fear Marred his repose ; the influxes of sense, And his own being unalloyed...suspended, With whose dun beams inwoven darkness seemed To mingle. Now upon the jagged hills It rests, and still as the divided frame Of the vast meteor sunk,... | |
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