Fiordispina (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
The season was the childhood of sweet June,Whose sunny hours from morning until noonWent creeping through the day with silent ...
The season was the childhood of sweet June,Whose sunny hours from morning until noonWent creeping through the day with silent ...
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
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For ages on our river borders,These tassels in their tawny bloom,And willowy studs of downy silver,Have prophesied of Spring to ...
From Retsch's OutlinesBeauty, wealth,Might, valour, wisdom, mingled and absorbedIn one cold similarity of dust!Milman.THERE lies he, as in sleep reclined,A ...
A fountain issuing into lightBefore a marble palace, threwTo heaven its column, pure and bright,Returning thence in showers of dew;But ...
Oft round my hall of portraiture I gaze,By Memory reared, the artist wise and holy,From stainless quarries of deep-buried days.There, ...
I THINK that we retain of our dead friendsAnd absent ones no general portraiture;That perfect memory does not long endure,But ...
No, this can never be: we needs must meet,(If my poor faith may to the end endure)Where love shall be ...
WE never met; yet to my soulThy name hath been a voice of singing,And ever to thy glorious laysThe echoes ...
Gallery of sacred pictures manifold,A minster rich in holy effigies,And bearing on entablature and friezeThe hieroglyphic oracles of old.Along its ...
High on a gorgeous seat, that far out-shoneHenley's gilt tub, or Flecknoe's Irish throne,Or that where on her Curlls the ...
There was a slave, who, born to days unbless'd,Drew from his parent blood the hard decreeOf ceaseless and unwilling servitude.His ...
Let Lovers that like honey flies After balme dropping showres ...
COME to the grave--the silent grave! and dream Of a light, happy voice--so full of joy, That those who heard ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
PART I On Susquehanna's side, fair Wyoming! Although the wild-flower on thy ruin'd wall, And roofless homes, a sad remembrance ...
LARA. CANTO THE FIRST. I. The Serfs are glad through Lara's wide domain, And slavery half forgets her ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
A ship with shields before the sun, Six maidens round the mast, A red-gold crown on every one, A green ...
Hence, vain deluding Joys, ............The brood of Folly without father bred! How little you bested ............Or fill the fixed mind ...
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