Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
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 ...
Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory - Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within the sense they ...
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