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Thou comest as the memory of a dream, Which now is sad because it hath been sweet. - Prometheus Unbound (act II, sc. 1) [Memory] A thought by thought is piled, till some great truth Is loosened, and the nations echo round, Shaken to their roots, as do the mountains now. - Prometheus Unbound (act II, sc. 3) [Thought] Yet all love is sweet Given or returned. Common as light is love, And its familiar voice wearies not ever . . . . They who inspire it most are fortunate, As I am now: but those who feel it most Are happier still after long sufferings As I shall soon become. - Prometheus Unbound (act II, sc. 5) [Love] The past Hours weak and gray With the spoil which their toil Raked together From the conquest but One could foil. - Prometheus Unbound (act IV, sc. 1) [Past] Think ye by gazing on each other's eyes To multiply your lovely selves? - Prometheus Unbound (act VI, sc. 4) [Eyes] Many faint with toil, That few may know the cares and woe of sloth. - Queen Mab [Labor] Far clouds of feathery gold, Shaded with deepest purple, gleam Like islands on a dark blue sea. - Queen Mab (bk. II) [Clouds] . . . feathery curtains, Stretching o'er the sun's bright couch. - Queen Mab (bk. II) [Clouds] . . . fertile golden islands, Floating on a silver sea. - Queen Mab (bk. II) [Clouds] Man is of soul and body, formed for deeds Of high resolve; on fancy's boldest wing. - Queen Mab (canto IV, l. 160) [Man] Honour sits smiling at the sale of truth. - Queen Mab (canto IV, l. 218) [Honor] I know The past and thence I will essay to glean A warning for the future, so that man May profit by his errors, and derive Experience from his folly; For, when the power of imparting joy Is equal to the will, the human soul Requires no other heaven. - Queen Mab (III, l. 6) [Experience] How wonderful is Death, Death and his brother Sleep! - Queen Mab (l. 1) [Sleep] And on their lids . . . The baby Sleep is pillowed. - Queen Mab (pt. I) [Sleep] Power, like a desolating pestilence, Pollutes whate'er it touches; and obedience, Bane of all genius, virtue, freedom, truth, Makes slaves of men, and of the human frame A mechanized automaton. - Queen Mab (pt. III) [Power] Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world. - Queen Mab (pt. IV) [Sky] How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh Which Vernal Zephyrs breathe in evening's ear Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this moveless scene. Heaven's ebon vault, Studded with stars, unutterably bright, Through which the moon's unclouded grandeur rolls, Seems like a canopy which love has spread To curtain her sleeping world. - Queen Mab (pt. IV) [Night] Commerce has set the mark of selfishness, The signet of its all-enslaving power Upon a shining ore, and called it gold; Before whose image bow the vulgar great, The vainly rich, the miserable proud, The mob of peasants, nobles, priests, and kings, And with blind feelings reverence the power That grinds them to the dust of misery. But in the temple of their hireling hearts Gold is a living god, and rules in scorn All earthly things but virtue. - Queen Mab (pt. V, st. 4) [Gold] Spirit of Nature! all-sufficing Power! Necessity, thou mother of the world! - Queen Mab (pt. VI) [Necessity] How many a rustic Milton has passed by, Stifling the speechless longings of his heart, In unremitting drudgery and care! How many a vulgar Cato has compelled His energies, no longer tameless then, To mould a pin, or fabricate a nail! - Queen Mad (pt. V, st. 9) [Work] I love tranquil solitude And such society As is quiet, wise, and good. - Rarely, Rarely, Comest Thou [Solitude] Around, around in ceaseless circles wheeling With clangs of wings and scream, the Eagle sailed Incessantly. - Revolt of Islam (canto I, st. 10) [Eagles] Come near me! I do weave A chain I cannot break--I am possest With thoughts too swift and strong for one lone human breast. - Revolt of Islam (canto IX, st. 33) [Thought] But hope will make thee young, for Hope and Youth Are children of one mother, even Love. - Revolt of Islam (canto VIII, st. 27) [Hope] Ye seek for happiness--alas, the day! Ye find it not in luxury nor in gold, Nor in the fame, nor in the envied sway For which, O willing slaves to Custom old, Severe taskmistress! ye your hearts have sold. - Revolt of Islam (canto XI, st. 17) [Happiness] Displaying page 5 of 8 for this author: << Prev Next >> 1 2 3 4 [5] 6 7 8
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