Methought I Was A Billow In The Crowd (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Methought I was a billow in the crowdOf common men, that stream without a shore,That ocean which at once is ...
Methought I was a billow in the crowdOf common men, that stream without a shore,That ocean which at once is ...
Yet once more, Harp of prophecy, once moreFondly I come soliciting thine aid;By whose celestial minstrelsy inspiredThe saintly Enoch walk'd ...
I wonder if the spell, the mystery,That like a haze about your silence clings,Moulding your void until we seem to ...
No longer could the Day nor Destinies Delay the Night, who now did frowning rise Into her throne; ...
{TO THE Generous SUBSCRIBERS, &c}. The Author finding all Attempts prove vain,Those glittering Smiles from Fortune to obtain:That purblind Goddess ...
SOUTHWARD of Borneo's isle there lies A little cluster fair,Fam'd for the produce of sweet spice, And England ...
To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward so Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves, Back of old-storied spires ...
I Chins that might serve the new Jerusalem; Streets footsore; minute whisking milliners, Dubbed graceful, but at whom one's eye ...
IThe incognizable kings of Night, within their unrevealed abyssHave built them a metropolis against the kingdoms of the light.Its mountain-passing ...
821Away from Home are some and I -An Emigrant to beIn a Metropolis of HomesIs easy, possibly -The Habit of ...
He walked the streets of the old mill town long past the heyday of his life heavy soles on his ...
You ought to know Mr. Mistoffelees! The Original Conjuring Cat-- (There can be no doubt about that). Please listen to ...
She dwelleth in the Ground -- Where Daffodils -- abide -- Her Maker -- Her Metropolis -- The Universe -- ...
Away from Home are some and I -- An Emigrant to be In a Metropolis of Homes Is easy, possibly ...
The bows glided down, and the coast Blackened with birds took a last look At his thrashing hair and whale-blue ...
To see the clouds his spirit yearned toward so Over new mountains piled and unploughed waves, Back of old-storied spires ...
The mountains and glens of Aberfoyle are beautiful to sight, Likewise the rivers and lakes are sparkling and bright; And ...
I have two monuments besides this granite obelisk: One, the house I built on the hill, With its spires, bay ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
Hail, holy Light, offspring of Heaven firstborn, Or of the Eternal coeternal beam May I express thee unblam'd? since God ...
There comes a time when the story turns into twenty different stories and soon after that he academy of shadows ...
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