The Sensitive Plant (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
When shall the woes of War and Discord cease!When shall the morn of Harmony arise!When shall the dawn of Concord, ...
To the EDITORS of the MASSACHUSETTS MAGAZINE.GENTLEMEN,If the effusions of the maternal heart, as a recent disappointment of long cherished ...
IT may be, yes, it must be, Time that bringsAn end to mortal things,That sends the beggar Winter in the ...
Mighty magician! who on Torneo's brow,When sullen tempests wrap the throne of night,Art wont to sit and catch the gleam ...
Not vainly did old poets tell,Nor vainly did old genius paintGod's great and crowning miracle,The hero and the saint!For even ...
Queen of all harmonious things,Dancing words, and speaking strings.Cowley.SPIRIT, or Power, or Spell, or whatsoe'erOf name beseems thee best, Ethereal ...
O vale of visionary rest!-Hushed as the grave it liesWith heaving banks of tenderest greenYet brightly, happily serene,As cloud-vale of ...
JULY, 1740.From pompous life's dull masquerade,From Pride's pursuits, and Passion's war,Far, my Cordelia, very far,To thee and me may Heaven ...
Would it were mine amidst the changes Through which our varied lifetime ranges, To live on Providence's bounty Down in some favoured Western ...
A little bird woke singing in the night, Dreaming of coming day,And piped, for very fulness of delight, His little roundelay.Dreaming he ...
A Whirl-Blast from behind the hillRushed o'er the wood with startling sound;Then--all at once the air was still,And showers of ...
Come, holy hour, to inspiration given;I love thy gentle dews, thy silver light,When doubtful shadows veil the face of Heaven,And ...
WHEN PHOEBUS tints the breezy lawn,AMANTOR hails the lovely dawn;That dawn, which sees him free again,Gay bounding o'er ...
For unknown ages, mid his wild abode,Speechless *nd rude the human savage trode;By slow degrees expressive sounds acquired,And simple thoughts ...
OH ! build me a hut, where that blue-streaming river Winds placidly through the green valleys of CRAY ;Where high ...
Mother of musings, Contemplation sage, Whose grotto stands upon the topmost rock Of Teneriffe; 'mid the tempestuous night, On which, ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
Go thou and seek the House of Prayer! I to the Woodlands wend, and there In lovely Nature see the ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Emily, A ship is floating in the harbour now, A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow; There is a ...
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