Ejemplos:
“Deep in the shady sadness of a
Vale,
Far sunken from the healthy breath of Morn,
Far from the fiery noon, and Eve's one star,
Sat grey hair'd Saturn quiet as a stone,
Still as the silence round about his Lair.
Forest on forest hung above his head,
Like Cloud on Cloud. No stir of air was there,
Not so much life as on a summer's day
Robs not at all the dandelion's fleece:
But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
A stream went voiceless by, still deadened more
By reason of his fallen divinity
Spreading a shade: the Naiad mid her reeds
Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips.”
Far sunken from the healthy breath of Morn,
Far from the fiery noon, and Eve's one star,
Sat grey hair'd Saturn quiet as a stone,
Still as the silence round about his Lair.
Forest on forest hung above his head,
Like Cloud on Cloud. No stir of air was there,
Not so much life as on a summer's day
Robs not at all the dandelion's fleece:
But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
A stream went voiceless by, still deadened more
By reason of his fallen divinity
Spreading a shade: the Naiad mid her reeds
Press'd her cold finger closer to her lips.”
- John Keats-Hyperion.
“High in the dome, suspended, of
Hell, sad triumph, behold us!
Here the revenge of a God,
there the amends of a Man.
Whirling forever in torment, flesh
once mortal, immortal
Made — for a purpose of hate
— able to die and revive,
Pays to the uttermost pang, then,
newly for payment replenished,
Doles out — old yet young —
agonies ever afresh;
Whence the result above me: torment
is bridged by a rainbow”
- Robert Borwning
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