The gloomiest retrospects that bind FRAGMENT OF A SONNET TO HARRIET EVER as now with Love and Virtue's glow Which force from mine such quick and warm return. TO HARRIET Ir is not blasphemy to hope that Heaven Which mark the bounds of time and of the space Fragment of a Sonnet to Harriet. Published by Dowden, Life of Shelley, 1887, and dated August 1, 1812. To Harriet. Published, 5-13, by Forman, 58-69, by Shelley, Notes to Queen Mab, 1813, and entire by Dowden, Life of Shelley, 1887, dated 1812. When Time shall be no more; wilt thou not turn Those spirit-beaming eyes and look on me, Until I be assured that Earth is Heaven, And Heaven is Earth? - will not thy glowing cheek, Glowing with soft suffusion, rest on mine, The cold hand And breathe magnetic sweetness through the frame Which throbs in thine enthusiast heart; not then Shall holy friendship (for what other name As when we think of the dear love that binds Praise, hate, or love with the unthinking world, That knits our love to virtue. Can those eyes, To soothe its vice or consecrate its fears? So vain in virtue that I learn to doubt By month or moments thy ambiguous course. My life more actual living will contain Than some gray veterans of the world's cold school, Whose listless hours unprofitably roll SONNET TO A BALLOON LADEN WITH KNOWLEDGE BRIGHT ball of flame that through the gloom of even Silently takest thine ethereal way, And with surpassing glory dimm'st each ray Twinkling amid the dark blue depths of Heaven,Unlike the fire thou bearest, soon shalt thou Fade like a meteor in surrounding gloom, Whilst that unquenchable is doomed to glow A watch-light by the patriot's lonely tomb; A ray of courage to the oppressed and poor; A spark, though gleaming on the hovel's hearth, Which through the tyrant's gilded domes shall roar; A beacon in the darkness of the Earth; A sun which, o'er the renovated scene, Shall dart like Truth where Falsehood yet has been. SONNET ON LAUNCHING SOME BOTTLES FILLED WITH KNOWLEDGE INTO THE BRISTOL CHANNEL VESSELS of heavenly medicine! may the breeze Auspicious waft your dark green forms to shore ; Safe may ye stem the wide surrounding roar Sonnet: To a Balloon laden with Knowledge. Published by Dowden, Life of Shelley, 1887, dated August, 1812. Sonnet, On launching some Bottles filled with Knowledge into the Bristol Channel. Published by Dowden, Life of Shelley, 1887, dated August, 1812. Of the wild whirlwinds and the raging seas; From yonder lowly throne her crownless brow, Sure she will breathe around your emerald group The fairest breezes of her west that blow. Yes! she will waft ye to some freeborn soul Whose eye-beam, kindling as it meets your freight, Her heaven-born flame in suffering Earth will light, Until its radiance gleams from pole to pole, THE DEVIL'S WALK A BALLAD I ONCE, early in the morning, Beelzebub arose, With care his sweet person adorning, II He drew on a boot to hide his hoof, He drew on a glove to hide his claw, His horns were concealed by a Bras Chapeau, And the Devil went forth as natty a Beau As Bond-street ever saw. The Devil's Walk. Published by Shelley, 1812. |