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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
'O happy Earth, reality of Heaven! To which those restless souls that ceaselessly Throng through the human universe, aspire! Thou consummation of all ...
Wild, pale, and wonder-stricken, even as oneWho staggers forth into the air and sunFrom the dark chamber of a mortal ...
Dearest, best and brightest,Come away,To the woods and to the fields!Dearer than this fairest dayWhich, like thee to those in ...
I.Now the last day of many days,All beautiful and bright as thou,The loveliest and the last, is dead,Rise, Memory, and ...
DEATH:For my dagger is bathed in the blood of the brave,I come, care-worn tenant of life, from the grave,Where Innocence ...
The wind has swept from the wide atmosphereEach vapour that obscured the sunset's ray;And pallid Evening twines its beaming hairIn ...
I am as a spirit who has dweltWithin his heart of hearts, and I have feltHis feelings, and have thought ...
Silence! Oh, well are Death and Sleep and ThouThree brethren named, the guardians gloomy-wingedOf one abyss, where life, and truth, ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray, And pallid Evening twines its ...
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