Queen Mab: Part VIII. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
THE FAIRY 'The present and the past thou hast beheld. It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn, The secrets of the future--Time! Unfold ...
THE FAIRY 'The present and the past thou hast beheld. It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn, The secrets of the future--Time! Unfold ...
Immortal Love, forever full,Forever flowing free,Forever shared, forever whole,A never-ebbing sea!Our outward lips confess the nameAll other names above;Love only ...
THE CURTAIN rose-the play began-The limelight on the gay garbs shone;Yet carelessly I gazed uponThe painted players, maid and man,As ...
A woodman whose rough heart was out of tune(I think such hearts yet never came to good)Hated to hear, under ...
The moon was shining yet. The Orient's brow, Set with the morning star, was not yet dim; And the deep silence which ...
When February sun shines coldThere comes a day when in the airThe wings of winter slow unfoldAnd show the golden ...
IIn Nino's chamber not a sound intrudesUpon the midnight's tingling silentness,Where Nino sits before his book and broods,Thin and brow-burdened ...
What dost thou here, O soul,Beyond thy own control,Under the strange wild sky?0 stars, reach down your hands,And clasp me ...
THE sobbings of the ocean wavesWere all the notes that Basil knew;He lov'd them since his ear could dwellWith gladness ...
Lying full-length upon the summer grass,And by the murmur of a summer stream,I heard the village bell, and turning roundTo ...
THERE was a house, a house of clay, Wherein the inmate sat all day, Merry and poor; ...
The rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills Ran and sparkled down each side of the road Under the catkins ...
Water and marble and that silentnessWhich is not broken by a wheel or hoof;A city like a water-lily, lessSeen than ...
Part I It is an ancient Mariner, And he stoppeth one of three. 'By thy long grey beard and glittering ...
The Frost performs its secret ministry, Unhelped by any wind. The owlet's cry Came loud, -and hark, again! loud as ...
I LEFT thee last, a child at heart, A woman scarce in years: I come to thee, a solemn corpse ...
For ever, since my childish looks Could rest on Nature's pictured books; For ever, since my childish tongue Could name ...
THE rock-like mud unfroze a little, and rills Ran and sparkled down each side of the road Under the catkins ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
I, too, saw God through mud -- The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory ...
At midnight, in the month of June, I stand beneath the mystic moon. An opiate vapor, dewy, dim, Exhales from ...
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