Queen Mab: Part IV. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
THE fires blazed bright till deep midnight,And the guests sat in the hall,And the Lord of the feast, Lord John ...
What man would live coffined with brick and stone, Imprisoned from the healing touch of air, And cramped with selfish landmarks everywhere,When ...
Silence is the voice of mighty things.In silence dropped the acorn in the rain;In silence slept till sun-touched. Wondrous lifePeeped ...
The winds had hushed at last as by command;The quiet sky above,With its grey clouds spread oer the fallow land,Sat ...
''Powers, erst of heaven; and, haply, yet again, As, with the years, we wiser, mightier grow, Thither, triumphant, destined to ...
"The NewsTHE NEWS! our morning, noon, evening cry, Day unto day repeats it till we die. For this the cit, ...
If, some day, you should find me, cold and stark - If you should stumble o'er my lifeless clayIn some ...
I WILL accomplish that and this, And make myself a thorn to Things- Lords, councillors and tyrant kings-Who sit upon ...
SENT IN A LITTLE BOX.LET them lie, yes, let them lie, They'll be dead to-morrow: Lift the lid up quietly ...
(Quevedo, Mire los muros de la partia mia and Buscas en Roma a Roma, (!)O peregrino!) I I saw the ...
For A. W. B. SHE sought the Studios, beckoning to her side An arch-designer, for she planned to build. He ...
The women are all wearing imitation silk scarves, Blackpool or Biarritz, sipping Woman, masticating The morning's post, new babies and ...
A Poem for Three Voices Setting: A Maternity Ward and round about FIRST VOICE: I am slow as the world. ...
I smiled with skeptic mocking where they told me you were dead, You of the airy laughter and lightly twinkling ...
With tears they buried you to-day, But well I knew no turf could hold Your gladness long beneath the mould, ...
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