Orpheus (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
A:Not far from hence. From yonder pointed hill,Crowned with a ring of oaks, you may beholdA dark and barren field, ...
A:Not far from hence. From yonder pointed hill,Crowned with a ring of oaks, you may beholdA dark and barren field, ...
Thou grave old Time Piece, many a time and oft I've been your debtor for the time of day; And every time ...
Hans Carvel, impotent and old,Married a lass of London mould.Handsome? Enough; extremely gay;Loved music, company, and play:High flights she had, ...
I.A dancing shape, an image gay,To haunt, to startle, and waylay.And yet a Woman, still and bright,With something of an ...
SHOU'D Satan promise thee, or house or land,If thou wou'dst kneel and worship at his feet :Tell him, he has ...
The morn arrived; his footstep quickly scaredThe gentle sleep that round my senses clung,And I, awak'ning, from my cottage fared,And ...
THY mortal part shou'd sickness chance to seize,Consider, whence the fi'ry dart was sent,Consider, who inflicted the disease,And to what ...
The son of a Japanese lord am I,--A Prince of the olden time;My hair is white, though black as nightIn ...
In the low-raftered garret, stooping Carefully over the creaking boards,Old Maid Dorothy goes a-groping Among its dusty and cobwebbed hoards;Seeking some bundle ...
The day of truth is dawning. I beholdO'er darksome hills the trailing robes of goldAnd silent footsteps of the gladsome ...
THE wave is breaking on the shore,The echo fading from the chime;Again the shadow moveth o'erThe dial-plate of time!O seer-seen ...
The Desert is parched in the burning sunAnd the grass is scorched and white.But the sand is passed, and the ...
SCENE I.[The hall of a country house in Westmoreland, surrounded with portraits of the M. . . . family. Allan ...
I dreamed I was in fair Niphon.Amid tea-fields I journeyed on,Reclined in my jinrikishaw;Across the rolling plains I sawThe lordly ...
Beginneth here the book called Decameron, otherwise Prince Galeotto, wherein are contained one hundred novels told in ten days by ...
THROW open yonder window, sister dear,For all seems gloomy and oppressive here;I feel, alas! that I am dying now,But the ...
While some affect the sun, and some the shade.Some flee the city, some the hermitage;Their aims as various, as the ...
It is, Sir, a confest intrusion hereThat I before your labours do appear,Which no loud Herald need, that may proclaimOr ...
"Give me of your bark, O Birch-tree!Of your yellow bark, O Birch-tree!Growing by the rushing river,Tall and stately in the ...
Where dwells the spirit of the Bard--what skyPersuades his daring wing,--Folded in soft carnation, or in snowStill sleeping, far o'er ...
Word was brought where Cortes layOn the shores of Coronzel,That, pent from the blessed light of dayAnd the free breath ...
YE tuneful sisters of the lyre,Who dreams and fantasies inspire,Who over poesy preside,And on a lofty hill abideAbove the ken ...
Farewell, for now my gallant bark, Loosed from her mooring, quits the shoreAmid a fog and mist as dark As that which ...
IFirst LoveTHOUGH nurtured like the sailing moonIn beauty's murderous brood,She walked awhile and blushed awhileAnd on my pathway stoodUntil I ...
. 1 GRANDMAMAMy Grandmama was cross to-dayAnd really rather rude:She would not let me out to playUntil I took my food.'Twas horrid ...
Saw'st thou that light? exclaim'd the youth, and paused:Through yon dark firs it glanced, and on the streamThat skirts the ...
1A sudden bliss has seized my mind,And to a mountain peak it carries meUp where the wind's forgotten how to ...
THE husband's dire mishap, and silly maid,In ev'ry age, have proved the fable's aid;The fertile subject never will be dry:'Tis ...
I. "Encore un hymne, O ma lyre Un hymn pour le Seigneur, Un hymne dans mon delire, Un hymne dans mon bonheur." One hymn more, ...
Sing, O Muse! the avenging of the Maine,The direful woes, the fate of Spain.A heinous deed t' our ship they ...
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