The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 695 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 1.

The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 1 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 695 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 1.

19. 
Through wood and stream and field and hill and Ocean
A quickening life from the Earth’s heart has burst
As it has ever done, with change and motion, 165
From the great morning of the world when first
God dawned on Chaos; in its stream immersed,
The lamps of Heaven flash with a softer light;
All baser things pant with life’s sacred thirst;
Diffuse themselves; and spend in love’s delight,
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The beauty and the joy of their renewed might.

20. 
The leprous corpse, touched by this spirit tender,
Exhales itself in flowers of gentle breath;
Like incarnations of the stars, when splendour
Is changed to fragrance, they illumine death 175
And mock the merry worm that wakes beneath;
Nought we know, dies.  Shall that alone which knows
Be as a sword consumed before the sheath
By sightless lightning?—­the intense atom glows
A moment, then is quenched in a most cold repose.
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21. 
Alas! that all we loved of him should be,
But for our grief, as if it had not been,
And grief itself be mortal!  Woe is me! 
Whence are we, and why are we? of what scene
The actors or spectators?  Great and mean 185
Meet massed in death, who lends what life must borrow. 
As long as skies are blue, and fields are green,
Evening must usher night, night urge the morrow,
Month follow month with woe, and year wake year to sorrow.

22. 
HE will awake no more, oh, never more! 190
‘Wake thou,’ cried Misery, ’childless Mother, rise
Out of thy sleep, and slake, in thy heart’s core,
A wound more fierce than his, with tears and sighs.’ 
And all the Dreams that watched Urania’s eyes,
And all the Echoes whom their sister’s song
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Had held in holy silence, cried:  ‘Arise!’
Swift as a Thought by the snake Memory stung,
From her ambrosial rest the fading Splendour sprung.

23. 
She rose like an autumnal Night, that springs
Out of the East, and follows wild and drear 200
The golden Day, which, on eternal wings,
Even as a ghost abandoning a bier,
Had left the Earth a corpse.  Sorrow and fear
So struck, so roused, so rapped Urania;
So saddened round her like an atmosphere
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Of stormy mist; so swept her on her way
Even to the mournful place where Adonais lay.

24. 
Out of her secret Paradise she sped,
Through camps and cities rough with stone, and steel,
And human hearts, which to her aery tread 210
Yielding not, wounded the invisible
Palms of her tender feet where’er they fell: 
And barbed tongues, and thoughts more sharp than they,
Rent the soft Form they never could repel,
Whose sacred blood, like the young tears of May,
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Paved with eternal flowers that undeserving way.

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