...Move my limit heart with grief, but with delight No more — O, never more ! THE QUESTION. I DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter .suddenly was changed to springy And gentle odours led my steps astray, Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving...

...aiure sky When they love but lire no more. /'IM/, i Sao. THE QUESTION. I DKEAM'D that, as 1 wandcr'd by the way, Bare winter suddenly was changed to spring, And gentle odours led my steps astray, Mix'd with a sounJ of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and...

...was changed lo spring, And gentle odors led my steps «stray, Mix'd with a sound of waters mummring n, o'er ihn 1н*шп of ihe stream, But kiss'd it and ihen fled, as thon mightest in dream. There grew pied...

...spirits thai lie In the azure sky When they love but live no more. Pi«a, 1820. THE QUESTION. 1 DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly...with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving hank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of...

...Fancy, and the Poet's shell. 183 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY, Born 1 792, died 1822. THE QUESTION. I DREAM'D that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly...to spring, And gentle odours led my steps astray, Mix'd with the sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay Under a copse, and...

...the azure sky When they love but live no more. Pun, 1820. THE QUESTION. I DREAM'D that, as I wander'd by the way. Bare winter suddenly was changed to spring. And gentle odors led my steps astray, Mix'd with a sound of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, which...

...If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. THE QUESTION. I DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly...fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream, Butkisseditand thenfled,asthoumightest in dream. There grew pied wind-flowers and violets, Daisies,...

...If envy or age had not frozen your blood, At the sorrow of my sweet pipings. THE QUESTION. I DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly...Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling Its green anus round the bosom of the stream, But kissed it and then fled,as thou mightest in dream. There grew...

...sweet pipings. THE QUESTION. I DREAMED that, as I wandered by the way, Bare winter suddenly was ehanged to spring, And gentle odours led my steps astray,...of waters murmuring Along a shelving bank of turf, whieh lay Under a eopse, and hardly dared to fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream, But...

...i What look is more delightful than the smile ! With which I soothe them from the western isle ? i Bare winter suddenly was changed to spring, And gentle...fling Its green arms round the bosom of the stream, B ut kissed it and then fled, as thou mightcst in dream. I am the eye with which the Universe There...