Ode To Liberty (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON.I.A glorious people vibrated againThe lightning of ...
Yet, Freedom, yet, thy banner, torn but flying,Streams like a thunder-storm against the wind.--BYRON.I.A glorious people vibrated againThe lightning of ...
THE ministering spirits from aboveDescend with energy creative fraught,They breathe on nature with the breath of love,And lo! she wakens ...
O PEOPLE-CHOSEN! are ye notLikewise the chosen of the Lord,To do His will and speak His word?From the loud thunder-storm ...
Where is the minstrel's Father-land? Where the sparks of noble spirits flew, Where flowery wreaths for beauty ...
The old sea captain has sailed the seas So long, that the waves at mirth, Or the waves gone wild, and the ...
The nation calls aloud again,For Freedom wounded writhes in pain.Gird on your armor, Northern men;Drop scythe and sickle, square ...
.Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
A THUNDER-STORM of the olden days! The red sun' sinks in a sleepy haze; The sultry twilight, close and still, ...
A cloud of dust on the long white road, And the teams go creeping on Inch by inch with the ...
Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn: Leave me here, and when you want ...
One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound ...
Now light the candles; one; two; there's a moth; What silly beggars they are to blunder in And scorch their ...
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