Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems |
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Was one of the major English Romantic poets and is widely considered to be among the finest lyric poets of the English language.
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Percy Bysshe Shelley's poems
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We are the clouds that veil the midnight moon;
How restlessly they speed, and gleam, and quiver,
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How stern are the woes of the desolate mourner
As he bends in still grief o'er the hallowed bier,
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Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
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THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere
Each vapour that obscured the sunset's ray,
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WHEN the lamp is shatter'd,
The light in the dust lies dead;
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The awful shadow of some unseen Power
Floats through unseen among us, -- visiting
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Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know
That things depart which never may return:
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I rode one evening with Count Maddalo
Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow
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One word is too often profaned
For me to profane it;
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MY faint spirit was sitting in the light
Of thy looks, my love;
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The everlasting universe of things
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The keen stars were twinkling
And the fair moon was rising among them,
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Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth,
Thou from whose immortal bosom
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