POEMS OF SHELLEY OZYMANDIAS OF EGYPT I MET a traveler from an antique land 5 The hand that mock'd them and the heart that fed; "My name is Ozymandias, king of kings: ΙΟ Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!". STANZAS WRITTEN IN DEJECTION NEAR THE sun is warm, the sky is clear, Like many a voice of one delight— The winds', the birds', the ocean-floods'- 5 I see the deep's untrampled floor With green and purple sea-weeds strown; I see the waves upon the shore Like light dissolved in star-showers thrown: The lightning of the noon-tide ocean Is flashing round me, and a tone Arises from its measured motion How sweet! did any heart now share in my emotion. Alas! I have nor hope nor health, Nor peace within nor calm around, IO 15 20 And walk'd with inward glory crown'd Nor fame, nor power, nor love, nor leisure; Others I see whom these surround 25 Smiling they live, and call life pleasure; To me that cup has been dealt in another measure. Yet now despair itself is mild Even as the winds and waters are; I could lie down like a tired child, 30 And weep away the life of care Which I have borne, and yet must bear,- Till death like sleep might steal on me, And I might feel in the warm air My cheek grow cold, and hear the sea Breathe o'er my dying brain its last monotony. 35 LINES WRITTEN AMONG THE EUGANEAN HILLS MANY a green isle needs must be Day and night, and night and day, Death from the o'er-brimming deep; 15 With which the legion'd rooks did hail Gathering round with wings all hoar, 35 Through the dewy mist they soar Like gray shades, till the eastern heaven Bursts; and then,- -as clouds of even Beneath is spread like a green sea Lo! the sun upsprings behind, Of the waters crystalline; And before that chasm of light, As within a furnace bright, Column, tower, and dome, and spire, 40 45 50 55 60 65 |