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 ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
WRITTEN ON THE OCCASION OF THE MASSACRE AT MANCHESTERI.As I lay asleep in ItalyThere came a voice from over the ...
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 FAIRY 'The present and the past thou hast beheld. It was a desolate sight. Now, Spirit, learn, The secrets of the future--Time! Unfold ...
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for ...
Hark! the owlet flaps her wing,In the pathless dell beneath,Hark! night ravens loudly sing,Tidings of despair and death.--Horror covers all ...
1.A pale Dream came to a Lady fair,And said, A boon, a boon, I pray!I know the secrets of the ...
I.Once, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose,With care his sweet person adorning,He put on his Sunday clothes.II.He drew on a ...
Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream,Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,The helm sways idly, hither and ...
Oh! did you observe the Black Canon pass,And did you observe his frown?He goeth to say the midnight mass,In holy ...
I.Arethusa aroseFrom her couch of snowsIn the Acroceraunian mountains,--From cloud and from crag,With many a jag,Shepherding her bright fountains.She leapt ...
FROM THE PURGATORIO OF DANTE, CANTO 28, LINES 1-51.And earnest to explore within--around--The divine wood, whose thick green living woofTempered ...
CHORUS OF SPIRITS:FIRST SPIRIT:Palace-roof of cloudless nights!Paradise of golden lights!Deep, immeasurable, vast,Which art now, and which wert thenOf the Present ...
There late was One within whose subtle being,As light and wind within some delicate cloudThat fades amid the blue noon's ...
I.Oh! take the pure gem to where southerly breezes,Waft repose to some bosom as faithful as fair,In which the warm ...
I.Fairest of the Destinies,Disarray thy dazzling eyes:Keener far thy lightnings areThan the winged thou bearest,And the smile thou wearestWraps ...
I.The fiery mountains answer each other;Their thunderings are echoed from zone to zone;The tempestuous oceans awake one another,And the ice-rocks ...
I.Thou art fair, and few are fairerOf the Nymphs of earth or ocean;They are robes that fit the wearer--Those soft ...
I.That time is dead for ever, child!Drowned, frozen, dead for ever!We look on the pastAnd stare aghastAt the spectres wailing, ...
Mighty eagle! thou that soarestO'er the misty mountain forest,And amid the light of morningLike a cloud of glory hiest,And when ...
From the Greek of Plato.Thou wert the morning star among the living,Ere thy fair light had fled;--Now, having died, thou ...
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, ...
THE world's great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
Heigho! the lark and the owl! One flies the morning, and one lulls the night: Only the nightingale, poor fond ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
The world`s great age begins anew, The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew Her winter weeds ...
© 2020 Inspirational Stories