Song To The Men Of England (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
I.Men of England, wherefore ploughFor the lords who lay ye low?Wherefore weave with toil and careThe rich robes your tyrants ...
I.Men of England, wherefore ploughFor the lords who lay ye low?Wherefore weave with toil and careThe rich robes your tyrants ...
I.Bear witness, Erin! when thine injured isleSees summer on its verdant pastures smile,Its cornfields waving in the winds that sweepThe ...
I.God prosper, speed,and save,God raise from England's graveHer murdered Queen!Pave with swift victoryThe steps of Liberty,Whom Britons own to beImmortal ...
Another Version Of 'A Bridal Song'.Night, with all thine eyes look down!Darkness shed its holiest dew!When ever smiled the inconstant ...
Thy look of love has power to calm The stormiest passion of my soul;Thy gentle words are drops of balm In life's ...
Night, with all thine eyes look down!Darkness shed its holiest dew!When ever smiled the inconstant moonOn a pair so true?Hence, ...
I.Shall we roam, my love,To the twilight grove,When the moon is rising bright;Oh, I'll whisper there,In the cool night-air,What I ...
Offspring of Jove, Calliope, once moreTo the bright Sun, thy hymn of music pour;Whom to the child of star-clad Heaven ...
Stern, stern is the voice of fate's fearful command,When accents of horror it breathes in our ear,Or compels us for ...
Ask not the pallid stranger's woe,With beating heart and throbbing breast,Whose step is faltering, weak, and slow,As though the body ...
I.The sun is set; the swallows are asleep;The bats are flitting fast in the gray air;The slow soft toads out ...
Melodious Arethusa, o'er my verseShed thou once more the spirit of thy stream:Who denies verse to Gallus? So, when thouGlidest ...
Amid the desolation of a city,Which was the cradle, and is now the graveOf an extinguished people,-so that PityWeeps o'er ...
Ye wild-eyed Muses, sing the Twins of Jove,Whom the fair-ankled Leda, mixed in loveWith mighty Saturn's Heaven-obscuring Child,On Taygetus, that ...
I.Moonbeam, leave the shadowy vale,To bathe this burning brow.Moonbeam, why art thou so pale,As thou walkest o'er the dewy dale,Where ...
I.The fiery mountains answer each other;Their thunderings are echoed from zone to zone;The tempestuous oceans awake one another,And the ice-rocks ...
And the cloven waters like a chasm of mountainsStood, and received him in its mighty portalAnd led him through the ...
'Twas dead of the night when I sate in my dwelling,One glimmering lamp was expiring and low,--Around the dark tide ...
I.I pant for the music which is divine,My heart in its thirst is a dying flower;Pour forth the sound like ...
I.Corpses are cold in the tomb;Stones on the pavement are dumb;Abortions are dead in the womb,And their mothers look pale-like ...
And said I that all hope was fled,That sorrow and despair were mine,That each enthusiast wish was dead,Had sank beneath ...
I.How swiftly through Heaven's wide expanseBright day's resplendent colours fade!How sweetly does the moonbeam's glanceWith silver tint St. Irvyne's glade!II.No ...
I.Thou art fair, and few are fairerOf the Nymphs of earth or ocean;They are robes that fit the wearer--Those soft ...
I sing the glorious Power with azure eyes,Athenian Pallas! tameless, chaste, and wise,Tritogenia, town-preserving Maid,Revered and mighty; from his awful ...
I.Ghosts of the dead! have I not heard your yellingRise on the night-rolling breath of the blast,When o'er the dark ...
Why is it said thou canst not liveIn a youthful breast and fair,Since thou eternal life canst give,Canst bloom for ...
Ah! sweet is the moonbeam that sleeps on yon fountain,And sweet the mild rush of the soft-sighing breeze,And sweet is ...
I.A cat in distress,Nothing more, nor less;Good folks, I must faithfully tell ye,As I am a sinner,It waits for some ...
The stars may dissolve, and the fountain of lightMay sink into ne'er ending chaos and night,Our mansions must fall, and ...
Ah! grasp the dire dagger and couch the fell spear,If vengeance and death to thy bosom be dear,The dastard shall ...
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