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 ...
Prelude I SEE the boy-bard neath life's morning skies, While hope's bright cohorts guess ...
Like long swords pulled from the scabbards of the earth jewel encrusted blades the long leaves of the lilies bright ...
Ponder and thought or so we ought rather than blurt and bluster which can make others fluster well, enough of ...
At the start, the first there was nothing (a concept difficult to comprehend) Creation in an instance order found out ...
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