Fragment: Love'S Tender Atmosphere.

There is a warm and gentle atmosphere
About the form of one we love, and thus
As in a tender mist our spirits are
Wrapped in the ... of that which is to us
The health of life's own life -

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley was one of the major English Romantic poets, widely regarded as one of the greatest lyric and philosophical poets in the English language. Born on August 4, 1792, Shelley was a key member of a close circle of visionary poets and writers that included Lord Byron, Leigh Hunt, Thomas Love Peacock, and his own wife, Mary Shelley, the author of Frankenstein. His poetic themes mainly explored radical social reform, personal liberation, and the power of human creativity and imagination. Tragically, he died young at the age of 29 in a boating accident in 1822. Though he faced criticism during his lifetime, his work garnered acclaim posthumously.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Fragment: To The People Of England.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Simple Poetry

Mighty Eagle. Supposed To Be Addressed To William Godwin.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Simple Poetry

Fragment: Apostrophe To Silence.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Simple Poetry

Fragment: 'The Viewless And Invisible Consequence'.

Percy Bysshe Shelley, Simple Poetry

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When soft winds and sunny skies
With the green earth harmonize,
And the young and dewy dawn,
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Laugh - for ambushed in the day, -
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The fitful alternations of the rain,
When the chill wind, languid as with pain
Of its own heavy moisture, here and there
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Fragment: Wedded Souls.

I am as a spirit who has dwelt
Within his heart of hearts, and I have felt
His feelings, and have thought his thoughts, and known
The inmost converse of his soul, the tone
Unheard but in the silence of his blood,
When all the pulses in their multitude
Image the trembling calm of summer seas.
I have unlocked the golden melodies
Of his deep soul, as with a master-key,
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Fragment: 'A Gentle Story Of Two Lovers Young'.

A gentle story of two lovers young,
Who met in innocence and died in sorrow,
And of one selfish heart, whose rancour clung
Like curses on them; are ye slow to borrow
The lore of truth from such a tale?
Or in this world's deserted vale,
Do ye not see a star of gladness
Pierce the shadows of its sadness, -
When ye are cold, that love is a light sent
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Fragment: 'I Faint, I Perish With My Love!'.

I faint, I perish with my love! I grow
Frail as a cloud whose [splendours] pale
Under the evening's ever-changing glow:
I die like mist upon the gale,
And like a wave under the calm I fail.

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