Julian and Maddalo : A Conversation (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I rode one evening with Count MaddaloUpon the bank of land which breaks the flowOf Adria towards Venice: a bare ...
I rode one evening with Count MaddaloUpon the bank of land which breaks the flowOf Adria towards Venice: a bare ...
PART 1.A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew,And the young winds fed it with silver dew,And it opened its fan-like ...
I.Let those who pine in pride or in revenge,Or think that ill for ill should be repaid,Who barter wrong for ...
I.'Sleep, sleep on! forget thy pain;My hand is on thy brow,My spirit on thy brain;My pity on thy heart, poor ...
It was a bright and cheerful afternoon,Towards the end of the sunny month of June,When the north wind congregates in ...
Follow to the deep wood's weeds,Follow to the wild-briar dingle,Where we seek to intermingle,And the violet tells her taleTo the ...
I weep for Adonais -he is dead! O, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
I weep for Adonais--he is dead! Oh, weep for Adonais! though our tears Thaw not the frost which binds so ...
49 Go thou to Rome,--at once the Paradise, The grave, the city, and the wilderness; And where its wrecks like ...
ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como. HELEN Come hither, my sweet Rosalind. 'T ...
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