...this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan. They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, and...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. (December ; 1818.) ODE TO THE WEST WIND. I. 0 wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from...

...this sweet day is gone. Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan. They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, and...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. (December, 1818.) ODE TO THE WEST WIND. i. O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from...

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not —...this day, which, when the sun Shall on its stainless glnry set, Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. CLXXII. SONG. TO THF. MEN OF F.NflI.ANI>....

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament— for I am one Whom men love not, —...yet regret ; Unlike this day, which, when the sun TO Music, when soft voices die, Vibrates in the memory ; Odours, when sweet violets sicken, Live within...

...this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan. They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, and...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. MISERY. 1. /"*01IE, be happy — sit near me, V^ Shadow-vested Misery : Coy, unwilling, silent bride,...

...this sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan. They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, and...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. PB Shelley. CCCLXIX. Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our...

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; 4« They 4$ (1842) PROMETHEUS UNBOUND, ACT IV SCENE, A PART OF THE FOREST NEAR THE CAVE OF PROMETHEUS. PANTHEA...

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, —...Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. Percy Bysshe Shelley THE SIBYL'S CAVE AT CUMAE CUMEAN Sibyl ! from thy sultry cave Thy dark eyes level...

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They X . ISIS. 1824. SONNET: ENGLAND IN 1819 AN old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,— Princes, the dregs...

...sweet day is gone, Which my lost heart, too soon grown old, Insults with this untimely moan ; They might lament — for I am one Whom men love not, —...regret, Unlike this day, which, when the sun Shall in its stainless glory set Will linger, though enjoyed, like joy in memory yet. CHAPTER X ROMANTICISM...