The flower that smiles to-day …
Percy Bysshe Shelley
O world! O life! O time! …
Men of England, wherefore plough …
I …
Earth, ocean, air, belovèd brotherhood! …
Heigho! the lark and the owl! …
Art thou pale for weariness …
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying King; …
Emily, …
1. …
"Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light, …
CHORUS …
From the forests and highlands …
The awful shadow of some unseen Power …
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo …
Many a green isle needs must be …
She left me at the silent time …
The cold earth slept below; …
The fountains mingle with the river …
And earnest to explore within—around— …
Music, when soft voices die, …
I. …
O! there are spirits of the air, …
One sung of thee who left the tale untold, …
I met a traveller from an antique land …
Prometheus. …
Rarely, rarely, comest thou, …
The sun is warm, the sky is clear, …
I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, …
The fitful alternations of the rain, …
I arise from dreams of thee …
I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, …
Swift as a spirit hastening to his task …
And like a dying lady, lean and pale, …
Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, …
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead …
One word is too often profaned …
Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! …
Best and brightest, come away! …
Swiftly walk o'er the western wave, …
Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know …