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Title: With Shelley in Italy : being a selection of the poems and letters of Percy Bysshe Shelley which have to do with his life in Italy from 1818 to 1822
Year: 1905 (1900s)
Authors: Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 1792-1822 McMahan, Anna Benneson
Subjects: Poetry of places -- Italy Italy -- Description and travel Poetry
Publisher: Chicago : McClurg
Contributing Library: University of California Libraries
Digitizing Sponsor: MSN

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s the clouds, and streams, and dew;One sun illumines heaven; one spirit vastWith life and love makes chaos ever new,As Athens doth the world with thy delight renew. VII Then Eome was, and from thy deep bosom fairest.Like a wolf-cub from a Cadmsean Msenad,She drew the milk of greatness, though thy dearest Erom that Elysian food was yet unweaned;And many a deed of terrible uprightnessBy thy sweet love was sanctified;And in thy smile, and by thy side.Saintly Camillus lived, and firm Attilius died. But when tears stained thy robe of vestal whiteness. And gold profaned thy capitolian throne.Thou didst desert, with spirit-winged lightness.The senate of the tyrants : they sunk proneSlaves of one tyrant: Palatinus sighedEaint echoes of Ionian song; that toneThou didst delay to hear, lamenting to disown. VIII From what Hyrcanian glen or frozen hill.Or piny promontory of the Arctic main.Or utmost islet inaccessible. Didst thou lament the ruin of thy reign,(180) 2 - ft s . ^
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THE YEARS 1820 AND 1821 Teaching the woods and waves, and desert rocks.And every Naiads ice-cold urn.To talk in echoes sad and stern,Of that sublimest lore which man had dared unlearn ?For neither didst thou watch the wizard flocks Of the Scalds dreams, nor haunt the Druids sleep.What if the tears rained through thy shattered locksWere quickly dried ? for thou didst groan, notweepWhen from its sea of death to kill and burn.The Galilean serpent forth did creep,And made thy world an undistinguishable heap. IX A thousand years the Earth cried, * Where art thou ?And then the shadow of thy coming fellOn Saxon Alfreds olive-cinctured brow: And many a warrior-peopled citadel.Like rocks which fire lifts out of the flat deep,Arose in sacred Italy,Frowning oer the tempestuous seaOf kings, and priests, and slaves, m tower-crownedmajesty;That multitudinous anarchy did sweep And burst around their walls, like idle foam.Whilst from the human spirits deepest deepStrange melody with love and awe stru

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