The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Volume 3E. Moxon, 1866 |
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... bowers of blossoming trees , Were all paved with daisies and delicate bells , As fair as the fabulous asphodels , And flowrets which drooping as day drooped too , Fell into pavilions , white , purple , and blue , To roof the glow - worm ...
... bowers of blossoming trees , Were all paved with daisies and delicate bells , As fair as the fabulous asphodels , And flowrets which drooping as day drooped too , Fell into pavilions , white , purple , and blue , To roof the glow - worm ...
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... bowers Massed into ruin , and all sweet flowers . Between the time of the wind and the snow , All loathliest weeds began to grow , Whose coarse leaves were splashed with many a speck , Like the water - snake's belly and the toad's back ...
... bowers Massed into ruin , and all sweet flowers . Between the time of the wind and the snow , All loathliest weeds began to grow , Whose coarse leaves were splashed with many a speck , Like the water - snake's belly and the toad's back ...
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... bowers , Lightning my pilot sits , In a cavern under is fettered the thunder , It struggles and howls at fits ; Over earth and ocean with gentle motion , This pilot is guiding me , Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths ...
... bowers , Lightning my pilot sits , In a cavern under is fettered the thunder , It struggles and howls at fits ; Over earth and ocean with gentle motion , This pilot is guiding me , Lured by the love of the genii that move In the depths ...
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... it heeded not : IX . Like a high - born maiden In a palace tower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love , which overflows her bower : X. Like a glow worm golden In a dell of TO A SKYLARK . 23.
... it heeded not : IX . Like a high - born maiden In a palace tower , Soothing her love - laden Soul in secret hour With music sweet as love , which overflows her bower : X. Like a glow worm golden In a dell of TO A SKYLARK . 23.
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... bowers Of serene heaven . He , by the past pursued , Rests with those dead but unforgotten hours , Whose ghosts scare victor kings in their ancestral towers . XIII . England yet sleeps : was she not called of old ? Spain calls her now ...
... bowers Of serene heaven . He , by the past pursued , Rests with those dead but unforgotten hours , Whose ghosts scare victor kings in their ancestral towers . XIII . England yet sleeps : was she not called of old ? Spain calls her now ...
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