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Lift not the painted veil which those who live. Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe. With colours idly spread,—behind, lurk Fear. And...
Lift not the painted veil which those who live. Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe. With colours idly spread,—behind, lurk Fear. And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave. Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear. I knew one who had lifted it—he sought,
17 de mar. de 2018 · A reading of Percy Shelley's sonnet: Lift not the painted veil which those who live Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe With colours...
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Lift not the painted veil which those who live. Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe. With colors idly spread,--behind, lurk Fear. And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave. Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear. I knew one who had lifted it--he sought,
13 de mai. de 2011 · Lift not the painted veil which those who live A. Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, B. And it but mimic all we would believe C. With colours idly spread,--behind, lurk Fear D. And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave C. Their shadows, o'er the chasm, sightless and drear. I knew one who had lifted it--he sought, E.
6 de fev. de 2017 · A poem about the veil between life and death, and the quest for love and truth. Read the poem, explore its themes and connections with other works, and share your reflections.
Percy Bysshe Shelley - Lift Not The Painted Veil Which Those Who Live. Lift not the painted veil which those who live. Call Life: though unreal shapes be pictured there, And it but mimic all we would believe. With colours idly spread,–behind, lurk Fear. And Hope, twin Destinies; who ever weave.
