Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems

ONE word is too often profaned
   For me to profane it;
One feeling too falsely disdain'd
   For thee to disdain it;
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I.
The flower that smiles to-day
To-morrow dies;
All that we wish to stay
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49

Go thou to Rome,--at once the Paradise,
The grave, the city, and the wilderness;
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THE world's great age begins anew,
   The golden years return,
The earth doth like a snake renew
   Her winter weeds outworn;
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I.
Swifter far than summer's flight--
Swifter far than youth’s delight--
Swifter far than happy night,
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ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child.

SCENE. The Shore of the Lake of Como.
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MY faint spirit was sitting in the light
   Of thy looks, my love;
   It panted for thee like the hind at noon
   For the brooks, my love.
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FIRST SPIRIT
O thou, who plum'd with strong desire
Wouldst float above the earth, beware!
A Shadow tracks thy flight of fire--
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Rarely, rarely comest thou,
Spirit of Delight!
Wherefore hast thou left me now
Many a day and night?
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Come, thou awakener of the spirit's ocean,
Zephyr, whom to thy cloud or cave
No thought can trace! speed with thy gentle motion!
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