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 ...
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:Not far from hence. From yonder pointed hill,Crowned with a ring of oaks, you may beholdA dark and barren field, ...
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurledDeath, fate, and ruin, on a bleeding world.See! on yon heath what countless victims ...
It is not blasphemy to hope that HeavenMore perfectly will give those nameless joysWhich throb within the pulses of the ...
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 ...
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 ...
DEATH:For my dagger is bathed in the blood of the brave,I come, care-worn tenant of life, from the grave,Where Innocence ...
Is it the Eternal Triune, is it HeWho dares arrest the wheels of destinyAnd plunge me in the lowest Hell ...
Thy look of love has power to calm The stormiest passion of my soul;Thy gentle words are drops of balm In life's ...
I.Dar'st thou amid the varied multitudeTo live alone, an isolated thing?To see the busy beings round thee spring,And care for ...
I.'Do you not hear the Aziola cry?Methinks she must be nigh,'Said Mary, as we sateIn dusk, ere stars were lit, ...
I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake;Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek,Thy tender frame, so eloquently weak,Love ...
Pan loved his neighbour Echo--but that childOf Earth and Air pined for the Satyr leaping;The Satyr loved with wasting madness ...
I.Honey from silkworms who can gather,Or silk from the yellow bee?The grass may grow in winter weatherAs soon as hate ...
Alas, good friend, what profit can you seeIn hating such a hateless thing as me?There is no sport in hate ...
Alas! this is not what I thought life was.I knew that there were crimes and evil men,Misery and hate; nor ...
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! Bird thou never wert, That from heaven, or near it, Pourest thy full heart In ...
The awful shadow of some unseen Power Floats through unseen among us, -- visiting This various world with as inconstant ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
SCENE.--A Ravine of Icy Rocks in the Indian Caucasus. Prometheus is discovered bound to the Precipice. Panthea and Ione areseated ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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