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Despair

Rating: 3.1
And canst thou mock mine agony, thus calm
In cloudless radiance, Queen of silver night?
Can you, ye flow'rets, spread your perfumed balm
Mid pearly gems of dew that shine so bright?
And you wild winds, thus can you sleep so still
Whilst throbs the tempest of my breast so high?
Can the fierce night-fiends rest on yonder hill,
And, in the eternal mansions of the sky,
Can the directors of the storm in powerless silence lie?
Hark! I hear music on the zephyr’s wing,
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Amar Agarwala 10 June 2016
Deep in meaning, and so skillfully penned down... a great classical master that he was - Shelley!
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Ratnakar Mandlik 10 June 2016
A beautifully envisioned captivating poem that portrays the mysterious nature in it's varied moods. Thanks for sharing it here.
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Seema Sharma Rimi 10 June 2016
Yes! every tie that links me here is dead; Mysterious Fate, thy mandate I obey, Since hope and peace, and joy, for aye are fled, I come, terrific power, I come away. A great poem with a great poetic skill. One would go on reading it... Thanks poet.
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Savita Tyagi 10 June 2016
This is a kind of poem one could read again and again and be touched by expression and cries of pain against Nature's calm beauty.
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Ramesh T A 10 June 2016
Invocation of forces of Nature by P B Shelley takes on Shakespeare's The Tempest! Master romantic poet of powerful words is rarest to find in the world now!
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Edward Kofi Louis 10 June 2016
Mysterious Fate! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
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