My thoughts arise and fade in solitude,
The verse that would invest them melts away
Like moonlight in the heaven of spreading day:
How beautiful they were, how firm they stood,
Flecking the starry sky like woven pearl!
More verses by Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Prince Athanase
- Ode To Naples
- On An Icicle That Clung To The Grass Of A Grave
- Fragment: A Wanderer
- I Faint, I Perish With My Love!