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Emily	A
A ship is floating in the harbour now	B
A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow	B
There is a path on the sea's azure floor	C
No keel has ever plough'd that path before	C
The halcyons brood around the foamless isles	D
The treacherous Ocean has forsworn its wiles	D
The merry mariners are bold and free	A
Say my heart's sister wilt thou sail with me	A
Our bark is as an albatross whose nest	E
Is a far Eden of the purple East	F
And we between her wings will sit while Night	G
And Day and Storm and Calm pursue their flight	G
Our ministers along the boundless Sea	A
Treading each other's heels unheededly	A
It is an isle under Ionian skies	H
Beautiful as a wreck of Paradise	I
And for the harbours are not safe and good	J
This land would have remain'd a solitude	K
But for some pastoral people native there	L
Who from the Elysian clear and golden air	L
Draw the last spirit of the age of gold	M
Simple and spirited innocent and bold	M
The blue Aegean girds this chosen home	N
With ever changing sound and light and foam	N
Kissing the sifted sands and caverns hoar	C
And all the winds wandering along the shore	C
Undulate with the undulating tide	O
There are thick woods where sylvan forms abide	O
And many a fountain rivulet and pond	P
As clear as elemental diamond	Q
Or serene morning air and far beyond	P
The mossy tracks made by the goats and deer	R
Which the rough shepherd treads but once a year	R
Pierce into glades caverns and bowers and halls	S
Built round with ivy which the waterfalls	S
Illumining with sound that never fails	T
Accompany the noonday nightingales	T
And all the place is peopled with sweet airs	T
The light clear element which the isle wears	T
Is heavy with the scent of lemon flowers	T
Which floats like mist laden with unseen showers	T
And falls upon the eyelids like faint sleep	U
And from the moss violets and jonquils peep	U
And dart their arrowy odour through the brain	V
Till you might faint with that delicious pain	V
And every motion odour beam and tone	W
With that deep music is in unison	X
Which is a soul within the soul they seem	Y
Like echoes of an antenatal dream	Y
It is an isle 'twixt Heaven Air Earth and Sea	T
Cradled and hung in clear tranquillity	P
Bright as that wandering Eden Lucifer	Z
Wash'd by the soft blue Oceans of young air	L
It is a favour'd place Famine or Blight	P
Pestilence War and Earthquake never light	P
Upon its mountain peaks blind vultures they	A2
Sail onward far upon their fatal way	A2
The wing egrave d storms chanting their thunder psalm	B2
To other lands leave azure chasms of calm	C2
Over this isle or weep themselves in dew	P
From which its fields and woods ever renew	P
Their green and golden immortality	P
And from the sea there rise and from the sky	D2
There fall clear exhalations soft and bright	P
Veil after veil each hiding some delight	P
Which Sun or Moon or zephyr draw aside	P
Till the isle's beauty like a naked bride	P
Glowing at once with love and loveliness	T
Blushes and trembles at its own excess	T
Yet like a buried lamp a Soul no less	T
Burns in the heart of this delicious isle	A
An atom of th' Eternal whose own smile	A
Unfolds itself and may be felt not seen	E2
O'er the gray rocks blue waves and forests green	E2
Filling their bare and void interstices	T
But the chief marvel of the wilderness	T
Is a lone dwelling built by whom or how	B
None of the rustic island people know	F2
'Tis not a tower of strength though with its height	P
It overtops the woods but for delight	P
Some wise and tender Ocean King ere crime	G2
Had been invented in the world's young prime	G2
Rear'd it a wonder of that simple time	G2
An envy of the isles a pleasure house	T
Made sacred to his sister and his spouse	T
It scarce seems now a wreck of human art	P
But as it were Titanic in the heart	P
Of Earth having assum'd its form then grown	W
Out of the mountains from the living stone	W
Lifting itself in caverns light and high	D2
For all the antique and learned imagery	P
Has been eras'd and in the place of it	P
The ivy and the wild vine interknit	P
The volumes of their many twining stems	T
Parasite flowers illume with dewy gems	T
The lampless halls and when they fade the sky	D2
Peeps through their winter woof of tracery	P
With moonlight patches or star atoms keen	E2
Or fragments of the day's intense serene	E2
Working mosaic on their Parian floors	T
And day and night aloof from the high towers	T
And terraces the Earth and Ocean seem	Y
To sleep in one another's arms and dream	Y
Of waves flowers clouds woods rocks and all that we	P
Read in their smiles and call reality	P
	-
This isle and house are mine and I have vow'd	P
Thee to be lady of the solitude	P
And I have fitted up some chambers there	P
Looking towards the golden Eastern air	P
And level with the living winds which flow	F2
Like waves above the living waves below	F2
I have sent books and music there and all	A
Those instruments with which high Spirits call	A
The future from its cradle and the past	P
Out of its grave and make the present last	P
In thoughts and joys which sleep but cannot die	D2
Folded within their own eternity	P
Our simple life wants little and true taste	P
Hires not the pale drudge Luxury to waste	P
The scene it would adorn and therefore still	A
Nature with all her children haunts the hill	A
The ring dove in the embowering ivy yet	P
Keeps up her love lament and the owls flit	P
Round the evening tower and the young stars glance	T
Between the quick bats in their twilight dance	T
The spotted deer bask in the fresh moonlight	P
Before our gate and the slow silent night	P
Is measur'd by the pants of their calm sleep	U
Be this our home in life and when years heap	U
Their wither'd hours like leaves on our decay	A2
Let us become the overhanging day	A2
The living soul of this Elysian isle	A
Conscious inseparable one Meanwhile	A
We two will rise and sit and walk together	P
Under the roof of blue Ionian weather	P
And wander in the meadows or ascend	P
The mossy mountains where the blue heavens bend	P
With lightest winds to touch their paramour	P
Or linger where the pebble paven shore	P
Under the quick faint kisses of the sea	P
Trembles and sparkles as with ecstasy	P
Possessing and possess'd by all that is	T
Within that calm circumference of bliss	T
And by each other till to love and live	H2
Be one or at the noontide hour arrive	H2
Where some old cavern hoar seems yet to keep	U
The moonlight of the expir'd night asleep	U
Through which the awaken'd day can never peep	U
A veil for our seclusion close as night's	T
Where secure sleep may kill thine innocent lights	T
Sleep the fresh dew of languid love the rain	V
Whose drops quench kisses till they burn again	I2
And we will talk until thought's melody	P
Become too sweet for utterance and it die	D2
In words to live again in looks which dart	P
With thrilling tone into the voiceless heart	P
Harmonizing silence without a sound	P
Our breath shall intermix our bosoms bound	P
And our veins beat together and our lips	T
With other eloquence than words eclipse	T
The soul that burns between them and the wells	T
Which boil under our being's inmost cells	T
The fountains of our deepest life shall be	P
Confus'd in Passion's golden purity	P
As mountain springs under the morning sun	X
We shall become the same we shall be one	X
Spirit within two frames oh wherefore two	P
One passion in twin hearts which grows and grew	P
Till like two meteors of expanding flame	J2
Those spheres instinct with it become the same	J2
Touch mingle are transfigur'd ever still	A
Burning yet ever inconsumable	A
In one another's substance finding food	P
Like flames too pure and light and unimbu	J2

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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