The Cenci. Prometheus Unbound, with Other Poems. Oedipus Tyrannus, Tr. from the Original Doric. Epipsychidion

The Cenci. Prometheus Unbound, with Other Poems. Oedipus Tyrannus, Tr. from the Original Doric. Epipsychidion

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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can usually download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1876 edition. Excerpt: ...and in the editions of Mrs. Shelley; but Mr. Rossetti substitutes obscure, alleging that that word "agrees by similitude with its companion epithets," duslc and blind, and "by contrast with its opposing epithets," clear and serene. With obscene, he says, "this is not the case: it introduces a novel element--and one which is scarcely congruous with the poetic environments." But I _have not the remotest doubt that the word in the MS. was intentionally employed by Shelley, --not in the modern sense hinted at by Mr. Rossetti, but in the sense in which it is applied to the ravens in Adonm's--The obscene ravens clamorous o'er the dead, which, I observe, Mr. Rossetti does not alter. It seems to me that obscure would so wholly agree with its "companion epithets " as to be hardly more than a repetition of one of them, dusk; and I take obscene to be in simple and exact opposition to clear or pure emotion. Years afteryears, '. Through blood, and tears, And a thick hell of hatreds, and hopes, and fears; We waded and flew, " 120 And the islets were few Where the bud-blighted flowers of happiness grew. Our feet now, every palm, Are sandalled with calm, And the dew of our wings is a rain of balm; 125 And, beyond our eyes, The human love lies Which.makes all it gazes on Paradise. CHORUS or Srnurs AND HOURS. Then weave the web of the mystic measure; From the depths of the sky and the ends of the earth, Come, swift Spirits of might and of pleasure, 131 Fill the dance and the music of mirth, ' As the waves of a thousand streams rush by To an ocean of splendour and harmony! Cnonus or SPIRITS. Our spoil is won, 135 Our task is done, _ We are free to dive, or soar, or run; Beyond and around, Or...show more

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  • Paperback | 116 pages
  • 189 x 246 x 6mm | 222g
  • Rarebooksclub.com
  • United States
  • English
  • black & white illustrations
  • 1236925114
  • 9781236925114