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POETRY AND MUSIC
How sweet it is to sit and read the tales
“A GENTLE STORY”
A GENTLE story of two lovers young,
Who met in innocence and died in sorrow,
The lore of truth from such a tale ?
Pierce the shadows of its sadness, -
the innocent ?
THE LADY OF THE SOUTH
FAINT with love, the Lady of the South
Lay in the paradise of Lebanon
Poetry and Music, Forman. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1819.
“A Gentle Story.” Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1819.
The Lady of the South || Love, Forman. Published by Rossetti, 1870, dated 1821.
Under a heaven of cedar boughs; the drouth
Of love was on her lips ; the light was gone Out of her eyes.
THE TALE UNTOLD
ONE sung of thee who left the tale untold,
ing; Like empty cups of wrought and dædal gold, Which mock the lips with air, when they are
WINE OF EGLANTINE
I AM drunk with the honey wine
The Tale Untold || An Unfinished Tale, Forman. A Tale Untold, Dowden. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1819.
Wine of Eglantine, Forman. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18391, dated 1819.
A ROMAN'S CHAMBER
SONG OF THE FURIES
WHEN a lover clasps his fairest,
When a mother clasps her child,
A Roman's Chamber || The Roman's Chamber, Forman. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1819.
ii. 2, 3 Rossetti || transpose, Mrs. Shelley, 18392.
Song of the Furies, Dowden || Fragment of an Incantation, Forman. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1819.
She has loved it many a day-
“THE RUDE WIND IS SINGING”
THE rude wind is singing
The dirge of the music dead;
Where kisses were lately fed.
BEFORE AND AFTER
THE babe is at peace within the womb;
is at rest within the tomb :
THE SHADOW OF HELL
A GOLDEN-WINGÈD Angel stood
Before the Eternal Judgment-seat:
Stained his dainty hands and feet.
The Rude Wind is singing." Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18391, dated 1821.
Before and After || Peace First and Last, Forman; Peace Surrounding Life, Dowden. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18392, dated 1821.
The Shadow of Hell || Satan Loose, Forman; Satan at Large, Dowden. Published by Rossetti, 1870, dated 1817.
And with millions of demons in his train,
A sweet and a creeping sound
Like the rushing of wings was heard around; And suddenly the lamps grew pale The lamps, before the Archangels seven That burn continually in heaven.
The viewless and invisible Consequence
A HATER he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute; And he
sang a song which was more of a screech 'Gainst a woman that was a brute.
His face was like a snake's — wrinkled and loose
Consequence, Forman. Published by Rossetti, 1870, dated 1820.