Queen Mab: Part VI. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy's burning speech. O'er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods ...
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy's burning speech. O'er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods ...
Escap'd from London now four Moons, and more,I greet gay Wilkes from Fulda's wasted Shore,Where cloath'd with Woods a hundred ...
HAIL , Fair Mead! hail, my forest glade!Thou green isle, girt around with shade!Woods, where of old with hound and ...
My Mother, thou hast not forgot the hour,Tho' Time since then is far upon his way,When youth and beauty crown'd ...
Thou first-born of the year's delight, Pride of the dewy glade,In vernal green and virgin white, Thy vestal robes, arrayed:'Tis not because ...
Oh! do not break the Thulian lyre's rude strings;Nor clip the Pegasean poney's wings.MUCH honour'd Gentlemen,--AllowYour suppliant a word or ...
NOT weary of Thy world,So beautiful, O Father, in Thy love, -Thy world, that, glory-lighted from above,Lies in Thy hand ...
IF, the rude mountain turf adorning,Some lowly flower should chance to rise,With simple charms to greet the morning;Tho' plac'd beneath ...
MAY ev'ry hour that passeth by,May each revolving year,Destroy the source from whence a sighDerives its gloomy sphere;And may the ...
I wandered lonely where the pine-trees madeAgainst the bitter East their barricade,And, guided by its sweetPerfume, I found, within a ...
I.Hopes, that swell in youthful breasts,Live not through the waste of time!Love's rose a host of thorns invests;Cold, ungenial is ...
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
BEHOLD, O Lord! these unhewn stones Piled rudely for thy mighty towers, And I, condemned to work alone, Possessor of ...
"SEE'ST thou yon lily in its blooming pride, Its snowy bosom op'ning to the view, Surcharg'd with gems of bright ...
My heart is full of inarticulate pain,And beats laborious. Cold ungenial looksInvade my sanctuary. Men of gain,Wise in success, well-read ...
"Sweet fragile flow'r, that bloom'st unsought, And bloom'st unseen by many an eye, Thy charms awake my pensive thought; And ...
A FRAGMENTFarewell the softer hours, Spring's opening blushAnd Summer's deeper glow, the shepherd's pipeTuned to the murmurs of a weeping ...
WHO is the Poet? He who sings Of high, abstruse, and hidden things,-- Or rather he who with a liberal ...
Like pendent flakes of vegetating snow, The early herald of the infant year,Ere yet the adventurous crocus dares to blow,Beneath ...
Glion?--Ah, twenty years, it cuts All meaning from a name! White houses prank where once were huts. Glion, but not ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
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