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 ...
Farrar, when o'er Goodwin's pageLate I found thee poring,From the hydrostatic SageLeaky Memory storing,Or when groaning yesterdayNeedlessly distractedBy some bright ...
Lo, where they play, the fiery squadrons bright,Along the spangled azure of the night;Waving aloft their ensigns, where the whileWheels ...
While I have vision, while the glowing-bodied,Drunken with light, untroubled clouds, with all this cold sphered sky,Are flushed above trees ...
Write it in gold - a Spirit of the sun,An Intellect ablaze with heavenly thoughts,A soul with all the dews ...
O Mary dear, that you were hereWith your brown eyes bright and clear.And your sweet voice, like a birdSinging love ...
"'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun,If that hypothesis of theirs be sound'Said Ida; 'let us down and ...
Standing alone, a study in itself,How Shakespeare's volume glorifies my shelf!For thence his spirit forth on mine has shined,Like a ...
I. O Keeper of the Sacred Key,And the Great Seal of Destiny,Whose eye is the blue canopy,Look down upon the ...
IHeavily my desk uponLay a Hebrew Lexicon.As I pried into the tomeI thought me of Saint Hierome,By the Jew tormented ...
The darkness draws me, kindly angels weep Forlorn beyond receding rings of light, The torrents of the earth's desires sweep ...
So wan, so unavailing, Across the vacant day-blue dimly trailing! Last night, sphered in thy ...
1 A yellow band of light upon the street Pours from an open door, and makes a wide Pathway of ...
I bear a basket lined with grass; I am so light, I am so fair, That men must wonder as ...
We were apart; yet, day by day, I bade my heart more constant be. I bade it keep the world ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
The trumpets of the four winds of the world From the ends of the earth blow battle; the night heaves, ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
Descend from Heaven, Urania, by that name If rightly thou art called, whose voice divine Following, above the Olympian hill ...
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