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+ | {{Style P-Poem|poem={{Style S-HPB SB. Editors note|XI}} | ||
+ | And what art thou? I know, but dare not speak: | ||
+ | :Time may interpret to his silent years. | ||
+ | Yet in the paleness of thy thoughtful cheek, | ||
+ | :And in the light thine ample forehead wears, | ||
+ | And in thy sweetest smiles, and in thy tears, | ||
+ | :And in thy gentle speech, a prophecy | ||
+ | Is whispered, to subdue my fondest fears: | ||
+ | :And through thine eyes, even in thy soul I see | ||
+ | :A lamp of vestal fire burning internally. | ||
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+ | {{Style S-HPB SB. Editors note|XII}} | ||
+ | They say that thou wert lovely from thy birth, | ||
+ | :Of glorious parents thou aspiring Child. | ||
+ | I wonder not—for One then left this earth | ||
+ | :Whose life was like a setting planet mild, | ||
+ | Which clothed thee in the radiance undefiled | ||
+ | :Of its departing glory; still her fame | ||
+ | Shines on thee, through the tempests dark and wild | ||
+ | :Which shake these latter days; and thou canst claim | ||
+ | :The shelter, from thy Sire, of an immortal name. | ||
+ | |signature=The Revolt of Islam<br>(a fragment of [https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Revolt_of_Islam/Dedication Dedication])<br>by Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1817}} | ||
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+ | ... | ||
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+ | {{Style P-Poem|poem={{Style S-HPB SB. Editors note|VII}} | ||
+ | Thou Friend, whose presence on my wintry heart | ||
+ | :Fell, like bright Spring upon some herbless plain; | ||
+ | How beautiful and calm and free thou wert | ||
+ | :In thy young wisdom, when the mortal chain | ||
+ | Of Custom thou didst burst and rend in twain, | ||
+ | :And walked as free as light the clouds among, | ||
+ | Which many an envious slave then breathed in vain | ||
+ | :From his dim dungeon, and my spirit sprung | ||
+ | To meet thee from the woes which had begirt it long! | ||
+ | |signature=The Revolt of Islam<br>(a fragment of [https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Revolt_of_Islam/Dedication Dedication])<br>by Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1817}} | ||
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+ | ... | ||
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+ | {{Style P-Poem|poem={{Style S-HPB SB. Editors note| I }} | ||
+ | So now my summer-task is ended, Mary, | ||
+ | :And I return to thee, mine own heart’s home; | ||
+ | As to his Queen some victor Knight of Faery, | ||
+ | :Earning bright spoils for her enchanted dome; | ||
+ | Nor thou disdain, that ere my fame become | ||
+ | :A star among the stars of mortal night, | ||
+ | If it indeed may cleave its natal gloom, | ||
+ | :Its doubtful promise thus I would unite | ||
+ | With thy beloved name, thou Child of love and light. | ||
+ | |signature=The Revolt of Islam<br>(a fragment of [https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/The_Revolt_of_Islam/Dedication Dedication])<br>by Percy Bysshe Shelley, 1817}} | ||
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