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 ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
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 ...
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for ...
1.A pale Dream came to a Lady fair,And said, A boon, a boon, I pray!I know the secrets of the ...
Our boat is asleep on Serchio's stream,Its sails are folded like thoughts in a dream,The helm sways idly, hither and ...
'Tis midnight now--athwart the murky air,Dank lurid meteors shoot a livid gleam;From the dark storm-clouds flashes a fearful glare,It shows ...
I.Summer was dead and Autumn was expiring,And infant Winter laughed upon the landAll cloudlessly and cold;--when I, desiringMore in this ...
I.She was an aged woman; and the yearsWhich she had numbered on her toilsome wayHad bowed her natural powers to ...
It is not blasphemy to hope that HeavenMore perfectly will give those nameless joysWhich throb within the pulses of the ...
Ariel to Miranda:-- TakeThis slave of music, for the sakeOf him who is the slave of thee;And teach it all ...
There late was One within whose subtle being,As light and wind within some delicate cloudThat fades amid the blue noon's ...
I.Thus to be lost and thus to sink and die,Perchance were death indeed!-Constantia, turn!In thy dark eyes a power like ...
Ah! sweet is the moonbeam that sleeps on yon fountain,And sweet the mild rush of the soft-sighing breeze,And sweet is ...
I am as a spirit who has dweltWithin his heart of hearts, and I have feltHis feelings, and have thought ...
I am drunk with the honey wineOf the moon-unfolded eglantine,Which fairies catch in hyacinth bowls.The bats, the dormice, and the ...
There was a little lawny isletBy anemone and violet,Like mosaic, paven:And its roof was flowers and leavesWhich the summer's breath ...
If I walk in Autumn's evenWhile the dead leaves pass,If I look on Spring's soft heaven,--Something is not there which ...
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 ...
O World! O Life! O Time! On whose last steps I climb, Trembling at that where I had stood before; ...
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 ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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