To A Star (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Sweet star, which gleaming o'er the darksome sceneThrough fleecy clouds of silvery radiance fliest,Spanglet of light on evening's shadowy veil,Which ...
Sweet star, which gleaming o'er the darksome sceneThrough fleecy clouds of silvery radiance fliest,Spanglet of light on evening's shadowy veil,Which ...
I.The golden gates of Sleep unbarWhere Strength and Beauty, met together,Kindle their image like a starIn a sea of glassy ...
I am drunk with the honey wineOf the moon-unfolded eglantine,Which fairies catch in hyacinth bowls.The bats, the dormice, and the ...
The viewless and invisible ConsequenceWatches thy goings-out, and comings-in,And...hovers o'er thy guilty sleep,Unveiling every new-born deed, and thoughtsMore ghastly than ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
AWAY! the moor is dark beneath the moon, Rapid clouds have drunk the last pale beam of even: Away! the ...
I The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its rapid waves, Now dark--now glittering--now reflecting gloom-- ...
SWIFTLY walk o'er the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave,-- Where, all the long and ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
I O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves dead Are driven, ...
THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray, And pallid Evening twines its ...
We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver, Streaking the darkness ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth Rejoicing in his ...
(Lines written in the Vale of Chamouni) 1 The everlasting universe of things Flows through the mind, and rolls its ...
Swiftly walk over the western wave, Spirit of Night! Out of the misty eastern cave Where, all the long and ...
My soul is an enchanted boat, Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float Upon the silver waves of thy sweet ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
Ariel to Miranda: -- Take This slave of music, for the sake Of him who is the slave of thee; ...
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 ...
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