The Zucca (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
O many-toned rain!O myriad sweet voices of the rain!How welcome is its delicate overtureAt evening, when the moist and glowing ...
(Written in her fifteenth year.)The Indian Chieftain is far away,Through the forest his footsteps fly,But his heart is behind him ...
Beloved, to whose wedded hand I trust This treasure of sweet song, it is but meet That thou shouldst know its value; ...
Pensive, doubting, fearful heart,Hear what Christ the Saviour says;Every word should joy impart,Change thy mourning into praise:Yes, he speaks, and ...
O SWALLOW, swallow, was it thine,This nest, all cold and drear,That empty in this niche I foundWhen first I entered ...
Beneath those stars of summer, I told thee my wild love;And I beheld thy blushes, And saw thy bosom move.It was a ...
Died at Longueuil, August 2nd, 1884AGED 6 YEARS AND 7 MONTHS.A fair child of promise, just nipped in the bud, To ...
ONCE while I sat and watched the stageDull as a desert wanting her,And wondered at the latest pageOf my life's ...
THE boding sky was charactered with cloud, The scripture of the storm--but high in air, Where the unfathomed zenith still was bare,A ...
Crispy air and azure skies,High above, a white cloud flies,Bright as newly fallen snow.Oh the joy to those who know ...
MY heart was emptied like a mountain poolThat sinks in earthquake to some pit below,As thou did'st leave me. All ...
The fields and lanes show fresh and fain Pranked in the jewels of the rain; And the scent that breathes ...
TO THEM THAT MOURNLet your tears flow; let your sad sighs have scope;Only take heed they fan, they water Hope.A ...
Three long days o'er the barren steppe Where the earth lay dead in her winding-sheet She measured the hours from ...
Returning in the autumn days From what to us were ...
'Twas lately said in open court By one, the first ...
ROBIN, thou art too young as yet to wear The badge of robinhood in full confest- The burning breast-plate on ...
The Angel ended, and in Adam's ear So charming left his voice, that he a while Thought him still speaking, ...
Prelude Blue storm-clouds in hot heavens of mid-July Hung heavy, brooding over land and sea: Our hearts, a-tremble, throbbed in ...
A Story of Christmas Eve. Strange that the termagant winds should scold The Christmas Eve so bitterly! But Wife, and ...
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