19. 
Paused, and the Spirit of that mighty singing
To its abyss was suddenly withdrawn;
Then, as a wild swan, when sublimely winging
Its path athwart the thunder-smoke of dawn,
Sinks headlong through the aereal golden light 275
On the heavy-sounding plain,
When the bolt has pierced its brain;
As summer clouds dissolve, unburthened of their rain;
As a far taper fades with fading night,
As a brief insect dies with dying day,—­ 280
My song, its pinions disarrayed of might,
Drooped; o’er it closed the echoes far away
Of the great voice which did its flight sustain,
As waves which lately paved his watery way
Hiss round a drowner’s head in their tempestuous play. 285

NOTES:  4 into]unto Harvard manuscript. 9 inverse cj.  Rossetti; in verse 1820. 92 See the Bacchae of Euripides—­[SHELLEY’S NOTE]. 113 lore 1839; love 1820. 116 shattered]scattered cj.  Rossetti. 134 wand 1820; want 1830. 194 us]as cj.  Forman. 212 KING Boscombe manuscript; **** 1820, 1839; CHRIST cj.  Swinburne. 249 Or 1839; O, 1820. 250 Driving 1820; Diving 1839.

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CANCELLED PASSAGE OF THE ODE TO LIBERTY.

[Published by Dr. Garnett, “Relics of Shelley”, 1862.]

Within a cavern of man’s trackless spirit
Is throned an Image, so intensely fair
That the adventurous thoughts that wander near it
Worship, and as they kneel, tremble and wear
The splendour of its presence, and the light 5
Penetrates their dreamlike frame
Till they become charged with the strength of flame.

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TO —.

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, “Posthumous Poems”, 1824.]

1. 
I fear thy kisses, gentle maiden,
Thou needest not fear mine;
My spirit is too deeply laden
Ever to burthen thine.

2. 
I fear thy mien, thy tones, thy motion, 5
Thou needest not fear mine;
Innocent is the heart’s devotion
With which I worship thine.

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ARETHUSA.

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, “Posthumous Poems”, 1824, and dated by her ‘Pisa, 1820.’  There is a fair draft amongst the Shelley manuscripts at the Bodleian Library.  See Mr. C.D.  Locock’s “Examination”, etc., 1903, page 24.]

1. 
Arethusa arose
From her couch of snows
In the Acroceraunian mountains,—­
From cloud and from crag,
With many a jag, 5
Shepherding her bright fountains. 
She leapt down the rocks,
With her rainbow locks
Streaming among the streams;—­
Her steps paved with green