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they deem without an aim no thunders rolled
where'er the lightning strikes the flash is thought
judicial fire with heaven's high vengeance fraught | img2poems |
the queen looked up and said
o maiden if indeed you list to sing
sing and unbind my heart that i may weep | img2poems |
set on my soul an everlasting head
then am i like a palmer fit
to tread those blest paths which before i writ | img2poems |
let there be naught unfinished broken marred
complete thy purpose that we may become
thy perfect image thou our god and lord | img2poems |
that i may feel thee near
as one who for his weapon feels
in some nocturnal fear | img2poems |
i bless thee
lord for this kind check
to spirits over free | img2poems |
drops do pierce the stubborn flint
not by force but often falling
custome kills with feeble dint | img2poems |
more by use than strength prevailing
single sands have little weight
many make a drowning freight | img2poems |
dear secret greenness
nurst below
tempests and winds and winter nights | img2poems |
howe'er the north
does raise his certain lamp when tempests lower
he sees no more that perished light again | img2poems |
and gloomier grows the hour
which may not through the thick and crowding dark
restore that lost and loved one to her tower | img2poems |
and like the pale star shooting down the sky
look they not ever brightest when they fly
the desolate home they blessed | img2poems |
but now they desire a better country that is an
heavenly
hebrews xi | img2poems |
at even or at midnight or at the cock-crowing or in the
morning
mark xiii | img2poems |
whenever the sun shines brightly
i rise and say
surely it is the shining of his face | img2poems |
i saw a vision in my sleep
that gave my spirit strength to sweep
adown the gulf of time | img2poems |
i saw the last of human mould
that shall creation's death behold
as adam saw her prime | img2poems |
the sun's eye had a sickly glare
the skeletons of nations were
around that lonely man | img2poems |
some had expired in fight the brands
still rusted in their bony hands
in plague and famine some | img2poems |
earth's cities had no sound nor tread
and ships were drifting with the dead
to shores where all was dumb | img2poems |
my lips that speak thy dirge of death
their rounded gasp and gurgling breath
to see thou shalt not boast | img2poems |
the eclipse of nature spreads my pall
the majesty of darkness shall
receive my parting ghost | img2poems |
[a very aged man in an almshouse was asked what he was doing
now
he replied only waiting | img2poems |
blessed are they who are homesick for they shall come at
last to their father's house
heinrich stilling | img2poems |
nay if we love and honor we shall make
the absence brief by doing well our task
not for ourselves but for the dear one's sake | img2poems |
and at his coming only of him ask
approval of the work which most was done
not for ourselves but our beloved one | img2poems |
and far beyond the light of sun or star
four little ones of mine through that fair land
are walking hand in hand | img2poems |
stay then till sorrow dies
then hope and happy skies
are thine forever | img2poems |
me for celestial homes of glory born
why here o why so long
do ye behold an exile from on high | img2poems |
hark
they whisper angels say
sister spirit come away | img2poems |
see where mid work of his own hand he lies
fretted by sallies of his mother's kisses
with light upon him from his father's eyes | img2poems |
yet in my heart of hearts i feel your might
i only have relinquished one delight
to live beneath your more habitual sway | img2poems |
'tis the divinity that stirs within us
'tis heaven itself that points out a hereafter
and intimates eternity to man | img2poems |
so spake the wise old warrior
and all about him cried
paulinus' god hath conquered | img2poems |
who leads us with a gentle hand
thither oh thither
into the silent land | img2poems |
who in life's battle firm doth stand
shall bear hope's tender blossoms
into the silent land | img2poems |
let death between us be as naught
a dried and vanished stream
your joy be the reality | img2poems |
but lying darkly between
winding down through the night
is the silent unknown stream | img2poems |
that heart whose fondest throbs to me were given
my name on earth was ever in thy prayer
and wilt thou never utter it in heaven | img2poems |
the love that lived through all the stormy past
and meekly with my harsher nature bore
and deeper grew and tenderer to the last | img2poems |
yet though thou wear'st the glory of the sky
the same fair thoughtful brow and gentle eye
lovelier in heaven's sweet climate yet the same | img2poems |
the lover there drank her delicious breath
whose love has yielded since to change or death
the mother kissed her child whose days are o'er | img2poems |
they whom we loved and lost so long ago
dwell in those cities far from mortal woe
haunt those fresh woodlands whence sweet carollings soar | img2poems |
who would not go
with buoyant steps to gain that blessed portal
which opens to the land we long to know | img2poems |
where shall be satisfied the soul's immortal
where we shall drop the wearying and the woe
in resting so | img2poems |
fairer than all our spirit's fairest dreaming
eye hath not seen no heart can understand
the things prepared the cloudless radiance streaming | img2poems |
with this minute distinction emblems just
nature revolves but man advances both
eternal that a circle this a line | img2poems |
wide yawns the gap connection is no more
checked reason halts her next step wants support
striving to climb she tumbles from her scheme | img2poems |
festus
i would it were
this life's a mystery | img2poems |
we should count time by heart-throbs
he most lives
who thinks most feels the noblest acts the best | img2poems |
that round my pathway roar
do ye not know some spot
where mortals weep no more | img2poems |
my soul there is a country
afar beyond the stars
all skilful in the wars | img2poems |
how oft do they with golden pinions cleave
the flitting skyes like flying pursuivant
against fowle feendes to ayd us militant | img2poems |
mine eyes their vigils keep
for very love beholding
thy happy name they weep | img2poems |
o paradise of joy
where tears are ever banished
and smiles have no alloy | img2poems |
o lovelier far than gold
with laurel-girt battalions
and safe victorious fold | img2poems |
the lord shall be thy part
his only his forever
thou shalt be and thou art | img2poems |
there lust and lucre cannot dwell
there envy bears no sway
there is no hunger thirst nor heat | img2poems |
oh
that my sorrows had an end
thy joys that i might see | img2poems |
o god
that i jerusalem
with speed may go behold | img2poems |
for why
the pleasures there abound
which here cannot be told | img2poems |
our pleasures are but pain
our joys not worth the looking on
our sorrows aye remain | img2poems |
thy joys when shall i see
the king sitting upon his throne
and thy felicity | img2poems |
fetch me thy fold unto
that all thy angels may rejoice
while all thy will i do | img2poems |
through me you pass into the city of woe
through me you pass into eternal pain
through me among the people lost for aye | img2poems |
justice the founder of my fabric moved
to rear me was the task of power divine
supremest wisdom and primeval love | img2poems |
besides when i this point concluded thus
by praying no defect could be supplied
because the prayer had none access to god | img2poems |
'gainst the old adversary prove thou not
our virtue easily subdued but free
from his incitements and defeat his wiles | img2poems |
so day was sinking when the angel of god
appeared before us
joy was in his mien | img2poems |
the escorting spirits turned with gentle looks
toward me and the mantuan spake: my son
here torment thou may'st feel but canst not death | img2poems |
remember thee remember thee if i
safe e'en on geryon brought thee now i come
more near to god wilt thou not trust me now | img2poems |
into the fire before me then he walked
and statius who erewhile no little space
had parted us he prayed to come behind | img2poems |
what i have heard
is plain thou say'st: but wherefore god this way
for our redemption chose eludes my search | img2poems |
fix now thine eye intently as thou canst
on the everlasting counsel and explore
instructed by my words the dread abyss | img2poems |
and for his justice every method else
were all too scant had not the son of god
humbled himself to put on mortal flesh | img2poems |
with all the heart and with that tongue which speaks
the same in all an holocaust i made
to god befitting the new grace vouchsafed | img2poems |
here memory mocks the toil of genius
christ
beamed on that cross and pattern fails me now | img2poems |
the project gutenberg etext of the complete poetical works of percy bysshe
shelley by percy bysshe shelley
in our series by percy bysshe shelley | img2poems |
author: percy bysshe shelley
edited by thomas hutchinson m
a | img2poems |
variants derived from the bodleian manuscripts are marked b
in the
footnotes | img2poems |
se al seguir son tarda
forse avverra che 'l bel nome gentile
consacrero con questa stanca penna | img2poems |
[sections and of queen mab rehandled and published by shelley
in the alastor volume see bibliographical list and the
editor's introductory note to queen mab | img2poems |
he seeks in vain for a prototype of his conception
blasted by his
disappointment he descends to an untimely grave | img2poems |
'the good die first
and those whose hearts are dry as summer dust
burn to the socket | img2poems |
there was a youth who as with toil and travel
had grown quite weak and gray before his time
nor any could the restless griefs unravel | img2poems |
for nought of ill his heart could understand
but pity and wild sorrow for the same
not his the thirst for glory or command | img2poems |
for none than he a purer heart could have
or that loved good more for itself alone
of nought in heaven or earth was he the slave | img2poems |
he had a gentle yet aspiring mind
just innocent with varied learning fed
and such a glorious consolation find | img2poems |
his soul had wedded wisdom and her dower
is love and justice clothed in which he sate
apart from men as in a lonely tower | img2poems |
those false opinions which the harsh rich use
to blind the world they famish for their pride
nor did he hold from any man his dues | img2poems |
liberal he was of soul and frank of heart
and to his many friends all loved him well
whate'er he knew or felt he would impart | img2poems |
and mortal hate their thousand voices rose
they passed like aimless arrows from his ear
nor did his heart or mind its portal close | img2poems |
through which his soul like vesper's serene beam
piercing the chasms of ever rising clouds
shone softly burning though his lips did seem | img2poems |
were driven within him by some secret power
which bade them blaze and live and roll afar
like lights and sounds from haunted tower to tower | img2poems |
a mirror found he knew not none could know
but on whoe'er might question him he turned
the light of his frank eyes as if to show | img2poems |
the cause of his disquietude or shook
with spasms of silent passion or turned pale
so that his friends soon rarely undertook | img2poems |
that memories of an antenatal life
made this where now he dwelt a penal hell
and others said that such mysterious grief | img2poems |
by mortal fear or supernatural awe
and others ''tis the shadow of a dream
which the veiled eye of memory never saw | img2poems |
men held with one another nor did he
like one who labours with a human woe
decline this talk: as if its theme might be | img2poems |
with soul-sustaining songs and sweet debates
of ancient lore there fed his lonely being
'the mind becomes that which it contemplates | img2poems |
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