To– Music, when soft voices die (Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems)
Music, when soft voices die,Vibrates in the memory -Odours, when sweet violets sicken,Live within the sense they quicken.Rose leaves, when ...
Music, when soft voices die,Vibrates in the memory -Odours, when sweet violets sicken,Live within the sense they quicken.Rose leaves, when ...
Is it that in some brighter sphereWe part from friends we meet with here?Or do we see the Future passOver ...
Ye gentle visitations of calm thought--Moods like the memories of happier earth,Which come arrayed in thoughts of little worth,Like stars ...
My spirit like a charmed bark doth swimUpon the liquid waves of thy sweet singing,Far far away into the regions ...
I.I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden,Thou needest not fear mine;My spirit is too deeply ladenEver to burthen thine.II.I fear thy ...
I dreamed that Milton's spirit rose, and tookFrom life's green tree his Uranian lute;And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, ...
Wealth and dominion fade into the massOf the great sea of human right and wrong,When once from our possession they ...
Rough wind, that moanest loudGrief too sad for song;Wild wind, when sullen cloudKnells all the night long;Sad storm whose tears ...
From the Greek of Plato.Kissing Helena, togetherWith my kiss, my soul beside itCame to my lips, and there I kept ...
My head is wild with weeping for a griefWhich is the shadow of a gentle mind.I walk into the air ...
When soft winds and sunny skiesWith the green earth harmonize,And the young and dewy dawn,Bold as an unhunted fawn,Up the ...
Where man's profane and tainting handNature's primaeval loveliness has marred,And some few souls of the high bliss debarredWhich else obey ...
Where art thou, beloved To-morrow?When young and old, and strong and weak,Rich and poor, through joy and sorrow,Thy sweet smiles ...
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 ...
My thoughts arise and fade in solitude,The verse that would invest them melts awayLike moonlight in the heaven of spreading ...
See yon opening flowerSpreads its fragrance to the blast;It fades within an hour,Its decay is pale--is fast.Paler is yon maiden;Faster ...
From the Greek.Eagle! why soarest thou above that tomb?To what sublime and star-ypaven homeFloatest thou?--I am the image of swift ...
Thy little footsteps on the sandsOf a remote and lonely shore;The twinkling of thine infant hands,Where now the worm will ...
Such hope, as is the sick despair of good,Such fear, as is the certainty of ill,Such doubt, as is pale ...
Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun,To rise upon our darkness, if the starNow beckoning thee out of thy misty throneCould ...
Her voice did quiver as we parted,Yet knew I not that heart was brokenFrom which it came, and I departedHeeding ...
If I walk in Autumn's evenWhile the dead leaves pass,If I look on Spring's soft heaven,--Something is not there which ...
O thou immortal deityWhose throne is in the depth of human thought,I do adjure thy power and theeBy all that ...
I faint, I perish with my love! I growFrail as a cloud whose paleUnder the evening's ever-changing glow:I die ...
These are two friends whose lives were undivided;So let their memory be, now they have glidedUnder the grave; let not ...
Mighty eagle! thou that soarestO'er the misty mountain forest,And amid the light of morningLike a cloud of glory hiest,And when ...
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 ...
Silver key of the fountain of tears,Where the spirit drinks till the brain is wild;Softest grave of a thousand fears,Where ...
Ever as now with Love and Virtue's glowMay thy unwithering soul not cease to burn,Still may thine heart with those ...
As the sunrise to the night,As the north wind to the clouds,As the earthquake's fiery flight,Ruining mountain solitudes,Everlasting Italy,Be those ...
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