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William Shakespeare: Full many a glorious morning have I seen
Full many a glorious morning have I seenFull many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams…Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Daemon of the World Part 1
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Part 2 Part 1 Nec tantum prodere vati, Quantum scire licet. Venit aetas omnis in unam Congeriem, miserumque premunt tot saecula pectus. LUCAN, Phars. v. 176. How…William Shakespeare: Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day
Why didst thou promise such a beauteous dayWhy didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, Hiding thy bravery…Walt Whitman: Spain, 1873-74
Spain, 1873-74Out of the murk of heaviest clouds, Out of the feudal wrecks and heap'd-up skeletons of kings, Out of that old entire European debris, the shatter'd mummeries, Ruin'd cathedrals…Amy Lowell: I
IHow the slates of the roof sparkle in the sun, over there, over there, beyond the high wall! How quietly the Seine runs in loops and windings, over there, over there, sliding through the…Percy Bysshe Shelley: Time: Sunset.
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Dramatis PersonaeNote on Hellas, by Mrs. ShelleyTime: Sunset. Time: Sunset. Scene: A terrace on the Seraglio. Mahmud sleeping, an indian slave sitting beside…Percy Bysshe Shelley: Queen Mab Book 2
by Percy Bysshe Shelley 1 3 2 If solitude hath ever led thy steps To the wild Ocean's echoing shore, And thou hast lingered there, Until the sun's broad orb Seemed resting on the burnished…Percy Bysshe Shelley: Ode to the West Wind Verse 4
by Percy Bysshe Shelley 3 5 4 If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share The impulse of thy strength,…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XXXIII
Sonnet XXXII Sonnet XXXIV XXXIII Full many a glorious morning have I seen Flatter the mountain tops with sovereign eye, Kissing with golden face the meadows green, Gilding pale streams…Sonnets by William Shakespeare: XXXIV
Sonnet XXXIII Sonnet XXXV XXXIV Why didst thou promise such a beauteous day, And make me travel forth without my cloak, To let base clouds o'ertake me in my way, Hiding thy bravery in…