Mother of this unfathomable world ! Favour my solemn song, for I have loved Thee ever, and thee only : I have watched Thy shadow, and the darkness of thy steps, And my heart ever gazes on the depth Of thy deep mysteries. Publications - Page 2by Shelley Society - 1886Full view - About this book
| Stephen Bann - 1994 - 228 pages
...itself the unlimited, immeasurable idea of the poet. Percy Shelley begins with an address to nature: 'And my heart ever gazes on the depth / Of thy deep...mysteries. I have made my bed / In charnels and on coffins .../... to render up the tale / Of what we are'. In a similar manner Mary Shelley has her Frankenstein... | |
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