Robert Bridges, ed. (18441930). The Spirit of Man: An Anthology. 1916. | | | | From The Recollection | Percy Bysshe Shelley (17921822) |
| | | .. WE 1 wandered to the Pine Forest | |
| That skirts the Oceans foam, | |
| The lightest wind was in its nest, | |
| The tempest in its home. | |
| The whispering waves were half asleep, | 5 |
| The clouds were gone to play, | |
| And on the bosom of the deep | |
| The smile of Heaven lay; | |
| It seemed as if the hour were one | |
| Sent from beyond the skies, | 10 |
| Which scattered from above the sun | |
| A light of Paradise. | |
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| We paused amid the pines that stood | |
| The giants of the waste, | |
| Tortured by storms to shapes as rude | 15 |
| As serpents interlaced, | |
| And soothed by every azure breath, | |
| That under heaven is blown, | |
| To harmonies and hues beneath, | |
| As tender as its own; | 20 |
| Now all the tree-tops lay asleep, | |
| Like green waves on the sea, | |
| As still as in the silent deep | |
| The ocean woods may be
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| | | Note 1. Shelley. From The Recollection. 1822. It was on the sea-shore near to this forest that Shelleys body was cast up and burned. [back] | | |
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