When soft winds and sunny skies
With the green earth harmonize,
And the young and dewy dawn,
Bold as an unhunted fawn,
Up the windless heaven is gone,--
Laugh—for ambushed in the day,--
Clouds and whirlwinds watch their prey.
More verses by Percy Bysshe Shelley
- On The Medusa Of Leonardo Da Vinci In The Florentine Gallery
- Marianne's Dream
- Stanzas Written In Dejection, Near Naples
- On Leaving London For Wales
- Queen Mab: Part Iii.
