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'Tis the terror of tempest The rags of the sail	A
Are flickering in ribbons within the fierce gale	A
From the stark night of vapours the dim rain is driven	B
And when lightning is loosed like a deluge from Heaven	B
She sees the black trunks of the waterspouts spin	C
And bend as if Heaven was ruining in	C
Which they seemed to sustain with their terrible mass	D
As if ocean had sunk from beneath them they pass	D
To their graves in the deep with an earthquake of sound	E
And the waves and the thunders made silent around	E
Leave the wind to its echo The vessel now tossed	F
Through the low trailing rack of the tempest is lost	F
In the skirts of the thunder cloud now down the sweep	G
Of the wind cloven wave to the chasm of the deep	G
It sinks and the walls of the watery vale	A
Whose depths of dread calm are unmoved by the gale	A
Dim mirrors of ruin hang gleaming about	H
While the surf like a chaos of stars like a rout	H
Of death flames like whirlpools of fire flowing iron	I
With splendour and terror the black ship environ	I
Or like sulphur flakes hurled from a mine of pale fire	J
In fountains spout o'er it In many a spire	K
The pyramid billows with white points of brine	I
In the cope of the lightning inconstantly shine	I
As piercing the sky from the floor of the sea	L
The great ship seems splitting it cracks as a tree	L
While an earthquake is splintering its root ere the blast	M
Of the whirlwind that stripped it of branches has passed	M
The intense thunder balls which are raining from Heaven	I
Have shattered its mast and it stands black and riven	I
The chinks suck destruction The heavy dead hulk	N
On the living sea rolls an inanimate bulk	N
Like a corpse on the clay which is hungering to fold	O
Its corruption around it Meanwhile from the hold	O
One deck is burst up by the waters below	P
And it splits like the ice when the thaw breezes blow	P
O'er the lakes of the desert Who sit on the other	J
Is that all the crew that lie burying each other	J
Like the dead in a breach round the foremast Are those	Q
Twin tigers who burst when the waters arose	Q
In the agony of terror their chains in the hold	O
What now makes them tame is what then made them bold	O
Who crouch side by side and have driven like a crank	R
The deep grip of their claws through the vibrating plank	R
Are these all Nine weeks the tall vessel had lain	I
On the windless expanse of the watery plain	I
Where the death darting sun cast no shadow at noon	I
And there seemed to be fire in the beams of the moon	I
Till a lead coloured fog gathered up from the deep	G
Whose breath was quick pestilence then the cold sleep	G
Crept like blight through the ears of a thick field of corn	I
O'er the populous vessel And even and morn	I
With their hammocks for coffins the seamen aghast	M
Like dead men the dead limbs of their comrades cast	M
Down the deep which closed on them above and around	E
And the sharks and the dogfish their grave clothes unbound	E
And were glutted like Jews with this manna rained down	I
From God on their wilderness One after one	I
The mariners died on the eve of this day	S
When the tempest was gathering in cloudy array	S
But seven remained Six the thunder has smitten	I
And they lie black as mummies on which Time has written	I
His scorn of the embalmer the seventh from the deck	T
An oak splinter pierced through his breast and his back	U
And hung out to the tempest a wreck on the wreck	T
No more At the helm sits a woman more fair	V
Than Heaven when unbinding its star braided hair	V
It sinks with the sun on the earth and the sea	L
She clasps a bright child on her upgathered knee	L
It laughs at the lightning it mocks the mixed thunder	J
Of the air and the sea with desire and with wonder	J
It is beckoning the tigers to rise and come near	W
It would play with those eyes where the radiance of fear	W
Is outshining the meteors its bosom beats high	X
The heart fire of pleasure has kindled its eye	X
While its mother's is lustreless 'Smile not my child	Y
But sleep deeply and sweetly and so be beguiled	Y
Of the pang that awaits us whatever that be	L
So dreadful since thou must divide it with me	L
Dream sleep This pale bosom thy cradle and bed	Z
Will it rock thee not infant 'Tis beating with dread	Z
Alas what is life what is death what are we	L
That when the ship sinks we no longer may be	L
What to see thee no more and to feel thee no more	A2
To be after life what we have been before	A2
Not to touch those sweet hands Not to look on those eyes	B2
Those lips and that hair all the smiling disguise	B2
Thou yet wearest sweet Spirit which I day by day	S
Have so long called my child but which now fades away	S
Like a rainbow and I the fallen shower ' Lo the ship	C2
Is settling it topples the leeward ports dip	C2
The tigers leap up when they feel the slow brine	I
Crawling inch by inch on them hair ears limbs and eyne	I
Stand rigid with horror a loud long hoarse cry	X
Bursts at once from their vitals tremendously	L
And 'tis borne down the mountainous vale of the wave	D2
Rebounding like thunder from crag to cave	D2
Mixed with the clash of the lashing rain	I
Hurried on by the might of the hurricane	I
The hurricane came from the west and passed on	I
By the path of the gate of the eastern sun	I
Transversely dividing the stream of the storm	E2
As an arrowy serpent pursuing the form	E2
Of an elephant bursts through the brakes of the waste	F2
Black as a cormorant the screaming blast	M
Between Ocean and Heaven like an ocean passed	M
Till it came to the clouds on the verge of the world	G2
Which based on the sea and to Heaven upcurled	G2
Like columns and walls did surround and sustain	I
The dome of the tempest it rent them in twain	I
As a flood rends its barriers of mountainous crag	T
And the dense clouds in many a ruin and rag	T
Like the stones of a temple ere earthquake has passed	G2
Like the dust of its fall on the whirlwind are cast	G2
They are scattered like foam on the torrent and where	V
The wind has burst out through the chasm from the air	V
Of clear morning the beams of the sunrise flow in	I
Unimpeded keen golden and crystalline	I
Banded armies of light and of air at one gate	G2
They encounter but interpenetrate	G2
And that breach in the tempest is widening away	S
And the caverns of cloud are torn up by the day	S
And the fierce winds are sinking with weary wings	H2
Lulled by the motion and murmurings	H2
And the long glassy heave of the rocking sea	H2
And overhead glorious but dreadful to see	H2
The wrecks of the tempest like vapours of gold	G2
Are consuming in sunrise The heaped waves behold	G2
The deep calm of blue Heaven dilating above	I2
And like passions made still by the presence of Love	I2
Beneath the clear surface reflecting it slide	G2
Tremulous with soft influence extending its tide	G2
From the Andes to Atlas round mountain and isle	J2
Round sea birds and wrecks paved with Heaven's azure smile	J2
The wide world of waters is vibrating Where	V
Is the ship On the verge of the wave where it lay	S
One tiger is mingled in ghastly affray	V
With a sea snake The foam and the smoke of the battle	K2
Stain the clear air with sunbows the jar and the rattle	K2
Of solid bones crushed by the infinite stress	H2
Of the snake's adamantine voluminousness	H2
And the hum of the hot blood that spouts and rains	H2
Where the gripe of the tiger has wounded the veins	H2
Swollen with rage strength and effort the whirl and the splash	L2
As of some hideous engine whose brazen teeth smash	L2
The thin winds and soft waves into thunder the screams	H2
And hissings crawl fast o'er the smooth ocean streams	H2
Each sound like a centipede Near this commotion	I
A blue shark is hanging within the blue ocean	I
The fin winged tomb of the victor The other	V
Is winning his way from the fate of his brother	V
To his own with the speed of despair Lo a boat	G2
Advances twelve rowers with the impulse of thought	G2
Urge on the keen keel the brine foams At the stern	I
Three marksmen stand levelling Hot bullets burn	I
In the breast of the tiger which yet bears him on	I
To his refuge and ruin One fragment alone	I
'Tis dwindling and sinking 'tis now almost gone	I
Of the wreck of the vessel peers out of the sea	H2
With her left hand she grasps it impetuously	K2
With her right she sustains her fair infant Death Fear	V
Love Beauty are mixed in the atmosphere	V
Which trembles and burns with the fervour of dread	G2
Around her wild eyes her bright hand and her head	G2
Like a meteor of light o'er the waters her child	G2
Is yet smiling and playing and murmuring so smiled	G2
The false deep ere the storm Like a sister and brother	V
The child and the ocean still smile on each other	V
Whilst	G2

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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