I Would Not Be A King (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I would not be a king--enoughOf woe it is to love;The path to power is steep and rough,And tempests reign ...
I would not be a king--enoughOf woe it is to love;The path to power is steep and rough,And tempests reign ...
Now, when our Lord was come to eighteen years,The King commanded that there should be builtThree stately houses, one of ...
But when the days were numbered, then befellThe parting of our Lord — which was to be —Whereby came wailing ...
In which calm home of happy life and loveLigged our Lord Buddha, knowing not of woe,Nor want, nor pain, nor ...
Proemion.Immeasurable Earth!Through the loud vast and populacy of Heaven,Tempested with gold schools of ponderous orbs,That cleav'st with deep-revolting harmoniesPassage perpetual, ...
I Secret was the garden; Set i' the pathless awe Where no star its breath can draw. ...
A little Indian temple in the Golden Age. Around it a garden; around that the forest. Anashuya, the young priestess, ...
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