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Asia: From Prometheus Unbound

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My soul is an enchanted boat,
Which, like a sleeping swan, doth float
Upon the silver waves of thy sweet singing;
And thine doth like an angel sit
Beside a helm conducting it,
Whilst all the winds with melody are ringing.
It seems to float ever, for ever,
Upon that many-winding river,
Between mountains, woods, abysses,
A paradise of wildernesses!

Till, like one in slumber bound,
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Cristobal Benjumea 30 November 2019

This is a masterpiece, as the title sugests, wouldnt every poet love to go where the spirit goes, unbound amongst, purple violets

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Raj Nandy 05 December 2009

I DONOT KNOW AS TO WHICH MORONE HAS TRIED TO GIVE GRADING TO THIS MASTERPIECE OF SHELLY! ? ! BY UNBINDING PROMETHUS SHELLY HAD REMOVED ALL RETRICTIONS OF THE HUMAN SPIRIT & ITS ASPIRATIONS! HE HAD IMPROVED OVER THE GREEK DRAMATIST AESCHELUS WHO HAD COMPOSED -'PROMETHUS BOUND'! SHELLY'S WORK COVERS A TOTAL OF 4 ACTS, THIS IS A VERY SMALL EXTRACT! LET US FIRST READ & UNDERSTAND & NOT RUSH IN WHERE ANGLES FEAR TO TREAD!

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