English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14. |
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| 500. Lines to an Indian Air |
| | | Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) |
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| I ARISE from dreams of thee | |
| In the first sweet sleep of night, | |
| When the winds are breathing low | |
| And the stars are shining bright: | |
| I arise from dreams of thee, | 5 |
| And a spirit in my feet | |
| Hath led me—who knows how? | |
| To thy chamber-window, Sweet! | |
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| The wandering airs they faint | |
| On the dark, the silent stream— | 10 |
| The champak odours fail | |
| Like sweet thoughts in a dream; | |
| The nightingale’s complaint | |
| It dies upon her heart, | |
| As I must die on thine | 15 |
| O belove´d as thou art! | |
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| O lift me from the grass! | |
| I die, I faint, I fail! | |
| Let thy love in kisses rain | |
| On my lips and eyelids pale. | 20 |
| My cheek is cold and white, alas! | |
| My heart beats loud and fast; | |
| O! press it close to thine again | |
| Where it will break at last. | |
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