More from Percy Bysshe Shelley

  1. Hell is a city much like London - A populous and smoky city.
  2. I have drunken deep of joy, And I will taste no other wine tonight.
  3. O lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas…
  4. The breath Of accusation kills an innocent name, And leaves for lame acquittal the poor life, Which is a mask without it.
  5. I arise from dreams of thee In the first sweet sleep of night, When the winds are breathing low, And the stars are shining bright.
  6. An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king, - Princes, the dregs of their dull race, who flow Through public scorn, - mud from a muddy sp…
  7. Nothing in the world is single, All things by a law divine In one spirit meet and mingle - Why not I with thine?
  8. A lovely lady, garmented in light From her own beauty.

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