This antiquarian volume contains a large collection of poetry written by the seminal Romantic poet, Percy Bysshe Shelly. Shelley's poetry is infused with his belief in the power of human love and his faith in the perpetual improvement and ultimate progress of human kind. His lyric poems, for which he is famous, are exquisite in their beauty, profundity, and masterful composure. This collection would make for a worthy addition to any bookshelf, and is highly recommended for all poetry lovers. Many vintage texts such as this are increasingly scarce and expensive, and it is with this in mind that we are republishing this volume now, in an affordable, high-quality, modern edition. It comes complete with a specially commissioned biography of the author.
Books of Poetry take me a long time to read. The first time through a poem, especially poems by Romantic poets, are nearly incomprehensible to me. I've found that the best way to get "into" a poem is to read it to myself (aloud or whisper) and feel the rhythm, the pace and the sound of the words. I go back to it later, possibly in a few months or even years I will reread some poems and all of a sudden they make sense. Also if I can memorize a few lines. In other cases with very long poems I look it up on Cliff notes or Shmoop to get the background without losing the feeling of hearing the poem. For instance, "Adonais" included here was written as an elegy for John Keats who had just passed away from Tuberculosis. I spend several days on this poem. He compares Keats to Adonis (god of love and desire) and Adonai (Used in the Hebrew Bible for The Lord and used in place of YHWH or Yahweh). It seems he mixed the two words together but for the most part compares him to Adonis. He draws a correlation between Adonis who was killed out of jealousy by Artemis, the goddess of the hunt, who drove a boar to gore him. He compares his Artemis to Keats' critics who killed him by criticizing him and not recognizing his greatness and he blames Uriana or Aphrodite for whiling away her time in paradise and not protecting him. The Original Star Trek Series had an episode named "Who Mourns for Adonais" which is a line from this poem. That is just one poem. Th "Ode to the West Wind" is arguably his most famous poem. Also "The Mask of Anarchy"(written on the occasion of the massacre at Manchester), "Ozymandias", "The Triumph of LIfe", "Mont Blanc", "Alastor", "Prometheus Unbound", and many more are included in the book which I believe is complete. It takes a lot of work sometimes to get some poetry and to understand it, but I find in the end it is worth it the trouble.
"Io sussulto di aneliti profondi. Ho pallida, fredda la faccia. Oh stringi il mio cuore sul tuo fino a che taccia."
Shelley cantore di una frenesia verbale, esuberanza estetizzante e enfasi assoluta troppo lontane dal nostro gusto. L'incapacità di ricondurre le proprie "urgenze fantastiche a un preciso strumento di lessico e stile" lo rendono forse il poeta romantico inglese più estraneo alla nostra sensibilità (e non a caso idolatrato da Carducci e D'Annunzio).
None of these poems resonated with me at all. Often, I would stop mid-poem, come back to it and not remember anything previously in that poem. That happened several times. Nothing about these poems appealed to me.
These just felt like ramblings that happened to rhyme. The visual pictures painted were good, but still...