Queen Mab: Part VII. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
SPIRIT 'I was an infant when my mother went To see an atheist burned. She took me there. The dark-robed priests were met ...
SPIRIT 'I was an infant when my mother went To see an atheist burned. She took me there. The dark-robed priests were met ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
The spider spreads her webs, whether she beIn poet's tower, cellar, or barn, or tree;The silk-worm in the dark green ...
'Thus do the generations of the earth Go to the grave and issue from the womb, Surviving still the imperishable change That renovates ...
If solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild ocean's echoing shore, And thou hast lingered there, Until the sun's broad orb Seemed ...
'Fairy!' the Spirit said, And on the Queen of Spells Fixed her ethereal eyes, 'I thank thee. Thou hast given A boon which I ...
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 ...
All touch, all eye, all ear, The Spirit felt the Fairy's burning speech. O'er the thin texture of its frame The varying periods ...
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 ...
A scene, which 'wildered fancy viewedIn the soul's coldest solitude,With that same scene when peaceful loveFlings rapture's colour o'er the ...
Muse, sing the deeds of golden Aphrodite,Who wakens with her smile the lulled delightOf sweet desire, taming the eternal kingsOf ...
I.The serpent is shut out from Paradise.The wounded deer must seek the herb no moreIn which its heart-cure lies:The widowed ...
If gibbets, axes, confiscations, chains,And racks of subtle torture, if the painsOf shame, of fiery Hell's tempestuous wave,Seen through the ...
I.Oh! take the pure gem to where southerly breezes,Waft repose to some bosom as faithful as fair,In which the warm ...
MADDALO, A COURTIER.MALPIGLIO, A POET.PIGNA, A MINISTER.ALBANO, AN USHER.MADDALO:No access to the Duke! You have not saidThat the Count Maddalo ...
Ye wild-eyed Muses, sing the Twins of Jove,Whom the fair-ankled Leda, mixed in loveWith mighty Saturn's Heaven-obscuring Child,On Taygetus, that ...
I.Thou wert not, Cassius, and thou couldst not be,Last of the Romans, though thy memory claimFrom Brutus his own glory--and ...
If I esteemed you less, Envy would killPleasure, and leave to ...
Nor happiness, nor majesty, nor fame,Nor peace, nor strength, nor skill in arms or arts,Shepherd those herds whom tyranny makes ...
'What art thou, Presumptuous, who profanestThe wreath to mighty poets only due,Even whilst like a forgotten moon thou wanest?Touch not ...
...VI.No trump tells thy virtues-the grave where they restWith thy dust shall remain unpolluted by fame,Till thy foes, by the ...
"Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light, Of which yon earth is one, is wide diffus'd A Spirit of activity ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
Chameleons feed on light and air: Poets' food is love and fame: If in this wide world of care Poets ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The waves are dancing fast and bright, Blue isles and snowy mountains ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
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