XXIV His food was the wild fig and strawberry ; The milky pine-nuts which the autumnal blast Shakes into the tall grass; and such small fry As from the sea by winter-storms are cast; And the coarse bulbs of iris flowers he found Knotted in clumps under the spongy ground. XXV And so were kindled powers and thoughts which made His solitude less dark. When memory came (For years gone by leave each a deepening shade), His spirit basked in its internal flame, As, when the black storm hurries round at night The fisher basks beside his red firelight. XXVI Yet human hopes and cares and faiths and errors, Like billows unawakened by the wind, Slept in Marenghi still; but that all terrors, Weakness, and doubt, had withered in his mind. His couch XXVII And, when he saw beneath the sunset's planet XXVIII The thought of his own kind who made the soul Which sped that winged shape through night Look on the west, how beautiful it is Vaulted with radiant vapors! The deep bliss The edges of that cloud fade Into a hue, like some harmonious thought, Wasting itself on that which it had wrought, and between The light hues of the tender, pure, serene, Ay, beautiful! but when our Perhaps the only comfort which remains Lines written for Julian and Maddalo. Published by Garnett, LINES WRITTEN FOR PROMETHEUS UNBOUND As a violet's gentle eye Gazes on the azure sky, Until its hue grows like what it beholds ; Over the western mountain it enfolds, Upon its snow; As a strain of sweetest sound LINES WRITTEN FOR MONT BLANC THERE is a voice, not understood by all, Lines written for Prometheus Unbound. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18391. Lines written for Mont Blanc. Published by Garnett, 1862. LINES WRITTEN FOR THE INDIAN O PILLOW cold and wet with tears! LINES WRITTEN FOR THE ODE TO LIBERTY WITHIN a cavern of man's trackless spirit Is throned an Image, so intensely fair That the adventurous thoughts that wander near it Worship, and as they kneel tremble and wear The splendor of its presence, and the light Penetrates their dreamlike frame Till they become charged with the strength of flame. STANZA WRITTEN FOR THE ODE WRITTEN OCTOBER, 1819 GATHER, oh, gather, Foeman and friend in love and peace! When the blasts that called them to battle cease. For fangless Power, grown tame and mild, Is at play with Freedom's fearless child Lines written for the Indian Serenade. Published by Rossetti, 1870. Lines written for the Ode to Liberty. Published by Garnett, 1862. Stanza written for the Ode written October, 1819. Published in The Times (Rossetti). LINES CONNECTED WITH EPIPSYCHIDION HERE, my dear friend, is a new book for you; To other friends, one female and one male,— Which those poor slaves with weary footsteps tread By the broad highway of the world and so Free love has this, different from gold and clay, That to divide is not to take away. Like ocean, which the general north wind breaks Lines connected with Epipsychidion. Published, 1-37, 62–91, by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, 1-174, by Garnett (To His Genius. Miscella neous Fragments), 1862. |