Queen Mab: Part IV. (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
'How beautiful this night! the balmiest sigh, Which vernal zephyrs breathe in evening's ear, Were discord to the speaking quietude That wraps this ...
WRITTEN ON THE OCCASION OF THE MASSACRE AT MANCHESTERI.As I lay asleep in ItalyThere came a voice from over the ...
'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 ...
Scene.--Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress.The Enchantress comes forth.Enchantress.He came like a dream in the dawn of life, He fled ...
Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as oneWho staggers forth into the air and sunFrom the dark chamber of a mortal ...
'Tis the terror of tempest. The rags of the sailAre flickering in ribbons within the fierce gale:From the stark night ...
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for ...
I.The death-bell beats!--The mountain repeatsThe echoing sound of the knell;And the dark Monk nowWraps the cowl round his brow,As he ...
I.Thy country's curse is on thee, darkest crestOf that foul, knotted, many-headed wormWhich rends our Mother's bosom-Priestly Pest!Masked Resurrection of ...
There late was One within whose subtle being,As light and wind within some delicate cloudThat fades amid the blue noon's ...
What! alive and so bold, O Earth?Art thou not overbold?What! leapest thou forth as of oldIn the light of thy ...
I.God prosper, speed,and save,God raise from England's graveHer murdered Queen!Pave with swift victoryThe steps of Liberty,Whom Britons own to beImmortal ...
Offspring of Jove, Calliope, once moreTo the bright Sun, thy hymn of music pour;Whom to the child of star-clad Heaven ...
Amid the desolation of a city,Which was the cradle, and is now the graveOf an extinguished people,-so that PityWeeps o'er ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring, And gentle odours led ...
Before those cruel twins whom at one birth Incestuous Change bore to her father Time, Error and Truth, had hunted ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Emily, A ship is floating in the harbour now, A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow; There is a ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
THE world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
One sung of thee who left the tale untold, Like the false dawns which perish in the bursting; Like empty ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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