Epipsychidion. Verses Addressed To The Noble And Unfortunate Lady, Emilia V - Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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Sweet Spirit Sister of that orphan oneA
Whose empire is the name thou weepest onB
In my heart's temple I suspend to theeC
These votive wreaths of withered memoryC
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Poor captive bird who from thy narrow cageD
Pourest such music that it might assuageD
The rugged hearts of those who prisoned theeC
Were they not deaf to all sweet melodyC
This song shall be thy rose its petals paleE
Are dead indeed my adored NightingaleE
But soft and fragrant is the faded blossomF
And it has no thorn left to wound thy bosomF
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High spirit winged Heart who dost for everG
Beat thine unfeeling bars with vain endeavourG
Till those bright plumes of thought in which arrayedH
It over soared this low and worldly shadeH
Lie shattered and thy panting wounded breastI
Stains with dear blood its unmaternal nestI
I weep vain tears blood would less bitter beC
Yet poured forth gladlier could it profit theeC
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Seraph of Heaven too gentle to be humanA
Veiling beneath that radiant form of WomanA
All that is insupportable in theeC
Of light and love and immortalityC
Sweet Benediction in the eternal CurseJ
Veiled Glory of this lampless UniverseJ
Thou Moon beyond the clouds Thou living FormK
Among the Dead Thou Star above the StormK
Thou Wonder and thou Beauty and thou TerrorG
Thou Harmony of Nature's art Thou MirrorG
In whom as in the splendour of the SunA
All shapes look glorious which thou gazest onB
Ay even the dim words which obscure thee nowL
Flash lightning like with unaccustomed glowM
I pray thee that thou blot from this sad songN
All of its much mortality and wrongN
With those clear drops which start like sacred dewO
From the twin lights thy sweet soul darkens throughO
Weeping till sorrow becomes ecstasyC
Then smile on it so that it may not dieP
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I never thought before my death to seeC
Youth's vision thus made perfect EmilyC
I love thee though the world by no thin nameQ
Will hide that love from its unvalued shameQ
Would we two had been twins of the same motherG
Or that the name my heart lent to anotherG
Could be a sister's bond for her and theeC
Blending two beams of one eternityC
Yet were one lawful and the other trueO
These names though dear could paint not as is dueO
How beyond refuge I am thine Ah meC
I am not thine I am a part of THEEC
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Sweet Lamp my moth like Muse has burned its wingsR
Or like a dying swan who soars and singsR
Young Love should teach Time in his own gray styleS
All that thou art Art thou not void of guileS
A lovely soul formed to be blessed and blessT
A well of sealed and secret happinessU
Whose waters like blithe light and music areV
Vanquishing dissonance and gloom A StarV
Which moves not in the moving heavens aloneW
A Smile amid dark frowns a gentle toneW
Amid rude voices a beloved lightX
A Solitude a Refuge a DelightX
A Lute which those whom Love has taught to playY
Make music on to soothe the roughest dayY
And lull fond Grief asleep a buried treasureG
A cradle of young thoughts of wingless pleasureG
A violet shrouded grave of Woe I measureG
The world of fancies seeking one like theeC
And find alas mine own infirmityC
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She met me Stranger upon life's rough wayY
And lured me towards sweet Death as Night by DayY
Winter by Spring or Sorrow by swift HopeZ
Led into light life peace An antelopeZ
In the suspended impulse of its lightnessU
Were less aethereally light the brightnessU
Of her divinest presence trembles throughO
Her limbs as underneath a cloud of dewO
Embodied in the windless heaven of JuneA2
Amid the splendour winged stars the MoonA2
Burns inextinguishably beautifulB2
And from her lips as from a hyacinth fullC2
Of honey dew a liquid murmur dropsD2
Killing the sense with passion sweet as stopsD2
Of planetary music heard in tranceE2
In her mild lights the starry spirits danceE2
The sunbeams of those wells which ever leapF2
Under the lightnings of the soul too deepF2
For the brief fathom line of thought or senseG2
The glory of her being issuing thenceG2
Stains the dead blank cold air with a warm shadeH
Of unentangled intermixture madeH
By Love of light and motion one intenseG2
Diffusion one serene OmnipresenceH2
Whose flowing outlines mingle in their flowingI2
Around her cheeks and utmost fingers glowingI2
With the unintermitted blood which thereJ2
Quivers as in a fleece of snow like airJ2
The crimson pulse of living morning quiverG
Continuously prolonged and ending neverG
Till they are lost and in that Beauty furledH
Which penetrates and clasps and fills the worldH
Scarce visible from extreme lovelinessH2
Warm fragrance seems to fall from her light dressH2
And her loose hair and where some heavy tressH2
The air of her own speed has disentwinedH
The sweetness seems to satiate the faint windH
And in the soul a wild odour is feltH
Beyond the sense like fiery dews that meltH
Into the bosom of a frozen budH
See where she stands a mortal shape induedH
With love and life and light and deityH
And motion which may change but cannot dieH
An image of some bright EternityH
A shadow of some golden dream a SplendourG
Leaving the third sphere pilotless a tenderG
Reflection of the eternal Moon of LoveK2
Under whose motions life's dull billows moveL2
A Metaphor of Spring and Youth and MorningI2
A Vision like incarnate April warningI2
With smiles and tears Frost the AnatomyH
Into his summer graveM2
Ah woe is meH
What have I dared where am I lifted howL
Shall I descend and perish not I knowM
That Love makes all things equal I have heardH
By mine own heart this joyous truth averredH
The spirit of the worm beneath the sodH
In love and worship blends itself with GodH
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Spouse Sister Angel Pilot of the FateH
Whose course has been so starless O too lateH
Beloved O too soon adored by meH
For in the fields of ImmortalityH
My spirit should at first have worshipped thineN2
A divine presence in a place divineN2
Or should have moved beside it on this earthO2
A shadow of that substance from its birthO2
But not as now I love thee yes I feelP2
That on the fountain of my heart a sealP2
Is set to keep its waters pure and brightH
For thee since in those TEARS thou hast delightH
We are we not formed as notes of music areG
For one another though dissimilarG
Such difference without discord as can makeQ2
Those sweetest sounds in which all spirits shakeQ2
As trembling leaves in a continuous airG
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Thy wisdom speaks in me and bids me dareG
Beacon the rocks on which high hearts are wreckedH
I never was attached to that great sectH
Whose doctrine is that each one should selectH
Out of the crowd a mistress or a friendH
And all the rest though fair and wise commendH
To cold oblivion though it is in the codeH
Of modern morals and the beaten roadH
Which those poor slaves with weary footsteps treadH
Who travel to their home among the deadH
By the broad highway of the world and soM
With one chained friend perhaps a jealous foeM
The dreariest and the longest journey goM
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True Love in this differs from gold and clayY
That to divide is not to take awayY
Love is like understanding that grows brightH
Gazing on many truths 'tis like thy lightH
Imagination which from earth and skyH
And from the depths of human fantasyH
As from a thousand prisms and mirrors fillsH2
The Universe with glorious beams and killsH2
Error the worm with many a sun like arrowM
Of its reverberated lightning NarrowM
The heart that loves the brain that contemplatesH2
The life that wears the spirit that createsH2
One object and one form and builds therebyH
A sepulchre for its eternityH
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Mind from its object differs most in thisH2
Evil from good misery from happinessH2
The baser from the nobler the impureG
And frail from what is clear and must endureG
If you divide suffering and dross you mayY
Diminish till it is consumed awayY
If you divide pleasure and love and thoughtH
Each part exceeds the whole and we know notH
How much while any yet remains unsharedH
Of pleasure may be gained of sorrow sparedH
This truth is that deep well whence sages drawG
The unenvied light of hope the eternal lawG
By which those live to whom this world of lifeR2
Is as a garden ravaged and whose strifeR2
Tills for the promise of a later birthO2
The wilderness of this Elysian earthO2
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There was a Being whom my spirit oftH
Met on its visioned wanderings far aloftH
In the clear golden prime of my youth's dawnS2
Upon the fairy isles of sunny lawnS2
Amid the enchanted mountains and the cavesH2
Of divine sleep and on the air like wavesH2
Of wonder level dream whose tremulous floorG
Paved her light steps on an imagined shoreG
Under the gray beak of some promontoryG
She met me robed in such exceeding gloryG
That I beheld her not In solitudesH2
Her voice came to me through the whispering woodsH2
And from the fountains and the odours deepF2
Of flowers which like lips murmuring in their sleepF2
Of the sweet kisses which had lulled them thereG
Breathed but of HER to the enamoured airG
And from the breezes whether low or loudH
And from the rain of every passing cloudH
And from the singing of the summer birdsH2
And from all sounds all silence In the wordsH2
Of antique verse and high romance in formK
Sound colour in whatever checks that StormK
Which with the shattered present chokes the pastH
And in that best philosophy whose tasteH
Makes this cold common hell our life a doomT2
As glorious as a fiery martyrdomF
Her Spirit was the harmony of truthU2
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Then from the caverns of my dreamy youthU2
I sprang as one sandalled with plumes of fireG
And towards the lodestar of my one desireG
I flitted like a dizzy moth whose flightH
Is as a dead leaf's in the owlet lightH
When it would seek in Hesper's setting sphereG
A radiant death a fiery sepulchreG
As if it were a lamp of earthly flameQ
But She whom prayers or tears then could not tameQ
Passed like a God throned on a winged planetH
Whose burning plumes to tenfold swiftness fan itH
Into the dreary cone of our life's shadeH
And as a man with mighty loss dismayedH
I would have followed though the grave betweenV2
Yawned like a gulf whose spectres are unseenV2
When a voice said 'O thou of hearts the weakestH
The phantom is beside thee whom thou seekest '-
Then I 'Where ' the world's echo answered 'where '-
And in that silence and in my despairG
I questioned every tongueless wind that flewO
Over my tower of mourning if it knewO
Whither 'twas fled this soul out of my soulW2
And murmured names and spells which have controlW2
Over the sightless tyrants of our fateH
But neither prayer nor verse could dissipateH
The night which closed on her nor uncreateH
That world within this Chaos mine and meG
Of which she was the veiled DivinityG
The world I say of thoughts that worshipped herG
And therefore I went forth with hope and fearG
And every gentle passion sick to deathX2
Feeding my course with expectation's breathX2
Into the wintry forest of our lifeR2
And struggling through its error with vain strifeR2
And stumbling in my weakness and my hasteH
And half bewildered by new forms I passedH
Seeking among those untaught forestersH2
If I could find one form resembling hersH2
In which she might have masked herself from meG
There One whose voice was venomed melodyG
Sate by a well under blue nightshade bowersH2
The breath of her false mouth was like faint flowersH2
Her touch was as electric poison flameQ
Out of her looks into my vitals cameQ
And from her living cheeks and bosom flewO
A killing air which pierced like honey dewO
Into the core of my green heart and layY
Upon its leaves until as hair grown grayY
O'er a young brow they hid its unblown primeY2
With ruins of unseasonable timeY2
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In many mortal forms I rashly soughtH
The shadow of that idol of my thoughtH
And some were fair but beauty dies awayY
Others were wise but honeyed words betrayY
And One was true oh why not true to meG
Then as a hunted deer that could not fleeG
I turned upon my thoughts and stood at bayY
Wounded and weak and panting the cold dayY
Trembled for pity of my strife and painZ2
When like a noonday dawn there shone againA3
Deliverance One stood on my path who seemedH
As like the glorious shape which I had d reamedH
As is the Moon whose changes ever runA
Into themselves to the eternal SunA
The cold chaste Moon the Queen of Heaven's bright islesH2
Who makes all beautiful on which she smilesH2
That wandering shrine of soft yet icy flameQ
Which ever is transformed yet still the sameQ
And warms not but illumines Young and fairG
As the descended Spirit of that sphereG
She hid me as the Moon may hide the nightH
From its own darkness until all was brightH
Between the Heaven and Earth of my calm mindH
And as a cloud charioted by the windH
She led me to a cave in that wild placeH2
And sate beside me with her downward faceH2
Illumining my slumbers like the MoonA2
Waxing and waning o'er EndymionA2
And I was laid asleep spirit and limbB3
And all my being became bright or dimB3
As the Moon's image in a summer seaG
According as she smiled or frowned on meG
And there I lay within a chaste cold bedH
Alas I then was nor alive nor deadH
For at her silver voice came Death and LifeR2
Unmindful each of their accustomed strifeR2
Masked like twin babes a sister and a brotherG
The wandering hopes of one abandoned motherG
And through the cavern without wings they flewO
And cried 'Away he is not of our crew '-
I wept and though it be a dream I weepF2
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What storms then shook the ocean of my sleepF2
Blotting that Moon whose pale and waning lipsH2
Then shrank as in the sickness of eclipseH2
And how my soul was as a lampless seaG
And who was then its Tempest and when SheG
The Planet of that hour was quenched what frostH
Crept o'er those waters till from coast to coastH
The moving billows of my being fellC3
Into a death of ice immovableB2
And then what earthquakes made it gape and splitH
The white Moon smiling all the while on itH
These words conceal If not each word would beG
The key of staunchless tears Weep not for meG
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At length into the obscure Forest cameQ
The Vision I had sought through grief and shameQ
Athwart that wintry wilderness of thornsH2
Flashed from her motion splendour like the Morn'sH2
And from her presence life was radiatedH
Through the gray earth and branches bare and deadH
So that her way was paved and roofed aboveK2
With flowers as soft as thoughts of budding loveK2
And music from her respiration spreadH
Like light all other sounds were penetratedH
By the small still sweet spirit of that soundH
So that the savage winds hung mute aroundH
And odours warm and fresh fell from her hairG
Dissolving the dull cold in the frore airG
Soft as an Incarnation of the SunA2
When light is changed to love this glorious OneA2
Floated into the cavern where I layY
And called my Spirit and the dreaming clayY
Was lifted by the thing that dreamed belowM
As smoke by fire and in her beauty's glowM
I stood and felt the dawn of my long nightH
Was penetrating me with living lightH
I knew it was the Vision veiled from meG
So many years that it was EmilyG
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Twin Spheres of light who rule this passive EarthO2
This world of loves this ME and into birthO2
Awaken all its fruits and flowers and dartH
Magnetic might into its central heartH
And lift its billows and its mists and guideH
By everlasting laws each wind and tideH
To its fit cloud and its appointed caveM2
And lull its storms each in the craggy graveM2
Which was its cradle luring to faint bowersH2
The armies of the rainbow winged showersH2
And as those married lights which from the towersH2
Of Heaven look forth and fold the wandering globeD3
In liquid sleep and splendour as a robeD3
And all their many mingled influence blendH
If equal yet unlike to one sweet endH
So ye bright regents with alternate swayY
Govern my sphere of being night and dayY
Thou not disdaining even a borrowed mightH
Thou not eclipsing a remoter lightH
And through the shadow of the seasons threeG
From Spring to Autumn's sere maturityG
Light it into the Winter of the tombT2
Where it may ripen to a brighter bloomT2
Thou too O Comet beautiful and fierceH2
Who drew the heart of this frail UniverseH2
Towards thine own till wrecked in that convulsionA2
Alternating attraction and repulsionA2
Thine went astray and that was rent in twainA2
Oh float into our azure heaven againA2
Be there Love's folding star at thy returnA2
The living Sun will feed thee from its urnA2
Of golden fire the Moon will veil her hornA2
In thy last smiles adoring Even and MornA2
Will worship thee with incense of calm breathX2
And lights and shadows as the star of DeathX2
And Birth is worshipped by those sisters wildH
Called Hope and Fear upon the heart are piledH
Their offerings of this sacrifice divineA2
A World shall be the altarG
Lady mineA2
Scorn not these flowers of thought the fading birthO2
Which from its heart of hearts that plant puts forthE3
Whose fruit made perfect by thy sunny eyesH2
Will be as of the trees of ParadiseH2
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The day is come and thou wilt fly with meG
To whatsoe'er of dull mortalityG
Is mine remain a vestal sister stillF3
To the intense the deep the imperishableF3
Not mine but me henceforth be thou unitedH
Even as a bride delighting and delightedH
The hour is come the destined Star has risenA2
Which shall descend upon a vacant prisonA2
The walls are high the gates are strong thick setH
The sentinels but true Love never yetH
Was thus constrained it overleaps all fenceH2
Like lightning with invisible violenceH2
Piercing its continents like Heaven's free breathX2
Which he who grasps can hold not liker DeathX2
Who rides upon a thought and makes his wayY
Through temple tower and palace and the arrayY
Of arms more strength has Love than he or theyY
For it can burst his charnel and make freeG
The limbs in chains the heart in agonyG
The soul in dust and chaosH2
EmilyG
A ship is floating in the harbour nowA2
A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's browA2
There is a path on the sea's azure floorG
No keel has ever ploughed that path beforeG
The halcyons brood around the foamless islesH2
The treacherous Ocean has forsworn its wilesH2
The merry mariners are bold and freeG
Say my heart's sister wilt thou sail with meG
Our bark is as an albatross whose nestH
Is a far Eden of the purple EastH
And we between her wings will sit while NightH
And Day and Storm and Calm pursue their flightH
Our ministers along the boundless SeaG
Treading each other's heels unheededlyG
It is an isle under Ionian skiesH2
Beautiful as a wreck of ParadiseH2
And for the harbours are not safe and goodH
This land would have remained a solitudeH
But for some pastoral people native thereG
Who from the Elysian clear and golden airG
Draw the last spirit of the age of goldH
Simple and spirited innocent and boldH
The blue Aegean girds this chosen homeG3
With ever changing sound and light and foamG3
Kissing the sifted sands and caverns hoarG
And all the winds wandering along the shoreG
Undulate with the undulating tideH
There are thick woods where sylvan forms abideH
And many a fountain rivulet and pondH
As clear as elemental diamondH
Or serene morning air and far beyondH
The mossy tracks made by the goats and deerG
Which the rough shepherd treads but once a yearG
Pierce into glades caverns and bowers and hallsH2
Built round with ivy which the waterfallsH2
Illumining with sound that never failsH2
Accompany the noonday nightingalesH2
And all the place is peopled with sweet airsH2
The light clear element which the isle wearsH2
Is heavy with the scent of lemon flowersH2
Which floats like mist laden with unseen showersH2
And falls upon the eyelids like faint sleepF2
And from the moss violets and jonquils peepF2
And dart their arrowy odour through the brainA2
Till you might faint with that delicious painA2
And every motion odour beam and toneA2
With that deep music is in unisonA2
Which is a soul within the soul they seemH3
Like echoes of an antenatal dreamH3
It is an isle 'twixt Heaven Air Earth and SeaH2
Cradled and hung in clear tranquillityH
Bright as that wandering Eden LuciferG
Washed by the soft blue Oceans of young airG
It is a favoured place Famine or BlightH
Pestilence War and Earthquake never lightH
Upon its mountain peaks blind vultures theyY
Sail onward far upon their fatal wayY
The winged storms chanting their thunder psalmI3
To other lands leave azure chasms of calmJ3
Over this isle or weep themselves in dewH
From which its fields and woods ever renewH
Their green and golden immortalityH
And from the sea there rise and from the skyH
There fall clear exhalations soft and brightH
Veil after veil each hiding some delightH
Which Sun or Moon or zephyr draw asideH
Till the isle's beauty like a naked brideH
Glowing at once with love and lovelinessH2
Blushes and trembles at its own excessH2
Yet like a buried lamp a Soul no lessH2
Burns in the heart of this delicious isleG
An atom of th' Eternal whose own smileG
Unfolds itself and may be felt not seenA2
O'er the gray rocks blue waves and forests greenA2
Filling their bare and void intersticesH2
But the chief marvel of the wildernessH2
Is a lone dwelling built by whom or howA2
None of the rustic island people knowA2
'Tis not a tower of strength though with its heightH
It overtops the woods but for delightH
Some wise and tender Ocean King ere crimeY2
Had been invented in the world's young primeY2
Reared it a wonder of that simple timeY2
An envy of the isles a pleasure houseH2
Made sacred to his sister and his spouseH2
It scarce seems now a wreck of human artH
But as it were Titanic in the heartH
Of Earth having assumed its form then grownA2
Out of the mountains from the living stoneA2
Lifting itself in caverns light and highH
For all the antique and learned imageryH
Has been erased and in the place of itH
The ivy and the wild vine interknitH
The volumes of their many twining stemsH2
Parasite flowers illume with dewy gemsH2
The lampless halls and when they fade the skyH
Peeps through their winter woof of traceryH
With moonlight patches or star atoms keenA2
Or fragments of the day's intense sereneA2
Working mosaic on their Parian floorsH2
And day and night aloof from the high towersH2
And terraces the Earth and Ocean seemH3
To sleep in one another's arms and dreamH3
Of waves flowers clouds woods rocks and all that weH
Read in their smiles and call realityH
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This isle and house are mine and I have vowedH
Thee to be lady of the solitudeH
And I have fitted up some chambers thereH
Looking towards the golden Eastern airH
And level with the living winds which flowA2
Like waves above the living waves belowA2
I have sent books and music there and allG
Those instruments with which high Spirits callG
The future from its cradle and the pastH
Out of its grave and make the present lastH
In thoughts and joys which sleep but cannot dieH
Folded within their own eternityH
Our simple life wants little and true tasteH
Hires not the pale drudge Luxury to wasteH
The scene it would adorn and therefore stillG
Nature with all her children haunts the hillG
The ring dove in the embowering ivy yetH
Keeps up her love lament and the owls flitH
Round the evening tower and the young stars glanceH2
Between the quick bats in their twilight danceH2
The spotted deer bask in the fresh moonlightH
Before our gate and the slow silent nightH
Is measured by the pants of their calm sleepF2
Be this our home in life and when years heapF2
Their withered hours like leaves on our decayY
Let us become the overhanging dayY
The living soul of this Elysian isleG
Conscious inseparable one MeanwhileG
We two will rise and sit and walk togetherH
Under the roof of blue Ionian weatherH
And wander in the meadows or ascendH
The mossy mountains where the blue heavens bendH
With lightest winds to touch their paramourH
Or linger where the pebble paven shoreH
Under the quick faint kisses of the seaH
Trembles and sparkles as with ecstasyH
Possessing and possessed by all that isH2
Within that calm circumference of blissH2
And by each other till to love and liveK3
Be one or at the noontide hour arriveK3
Where some old cavern hoar seems yet to keepF2
The moonlight of the expired night asleepF2
Through which the awakened day can never peepF2
A veil for our seclusion close as night'sH2
Where secure sleep may kill thine innocent lightsH2
Sleep the fresh dew of languid love the rainA2
Whose drops quench kisses till they burn againA2
And we will talk until thought's melodyH
Become too sweet for utterance and it dieH
In words to live again in looks which dartH
With thrilling tone into the voiceless heartH
Harmonizing silence without a soundH
Our breath shall intermix our bosoms boundH
And our veins beat together and our lipsH2
With other eloquence than words eclipseH2
The soul that burns between them and the wellsH2
Which boil under our being's inmost cellsH2
The fountains of our deepest life shall beH
Confused in Passion's golden purityH
As mountain springs under the morning sunA2
We shall become the same we shall be oneA2
Spirit within two frames oh wherefore twoH
One passion in twin hearts which grows and grewH
Till like two meteors of expanding flameQ
Those spheres instinct with it become the sameQ
Touch mingle are transfigured ever stillG
Burning yet ever inconsumableG
In one another's substance finding foodH
Like flames too pure and light and unimbuedH
To nourish their bright lives with baser preyH
Which point to Heaven and cannot pass awayH
One hope within two wills one will beneathL3
Two overshadowing minds one life one deathX2
One Heaven one Hell one immortalityH
And one annihilation Woe is meH
The winged words on which my soul would pierceH2
Into the height of Love's rare UniverseH2
Are chains of lead around its flight of fireH
I pant I sink I tremble I expireH
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Weak Verses go kneel at your Sovereign's feetH
And say 'We are the masters of thy slaveM2
What wouldest thou with us and ours and thine '-
Then call your sisters from Oblivion's caveM2
All singing loud 'Love's very pain is sweetH
But its reward is in the world divineA2
Which if not here it builds beyond the grave '-
So shall ye live when I am there Then hasteH
Over the hearts of men until ye meetH
Marina Vanna Primus and the restH
And bid them love each other and be blessedH
And leave the troop which errs and which reprovesH2
And come and be my guest for I am Love'sH2

Percy Bysshe Shelley



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