A breath of the mountains, fresh b… That look with their eye-daring su… The voice of great Nature; sublim… Yet earnest and simple as any swee…

See the sweet women, friend, that… The ever-falling fountain of green… Round the white bending stem, and… Of our most blushful flower shine… To teach philosophers the thirst o…

1—I In middle age an evil thing Befell Archduchess Anne: She looked outside her wedding-rin… Upon a princely man.

Sweet as Eden is the air, And Eden-sweet the ray. No Paradise is lost for them Who foot by branching root and ste… And lightly with the woodland shar…

Swept from his fleet upon that fat… When great Poseidon’s sudden-veer… Scattered the happy homeward-float… Like foam-flakes off the waves, th… Held lofty commune with the dark…

Cistercians might crack their side… With laughter, and exemption get, At sight of heroes clasping brides… And hearing—O the horn! the horn! The horn of their obstructive debt…

Should thy love die; O bury it not under ice-blue eyes! And lips that deny, With a scornful surprise, The life it once lived in thy brea…

Out in the yellow meadows, where t… Hums by us with the honey of the… And showers of sweet notes from th… Are dropping like a noon-dew, wand… Or is it now? or was it then? for…

Under what spell are we debased By fears for our inviolate Isle, Whose record is of dangers faced And flung to heel with even smile? Is it a vaster force, a subtler gu…

That was the chirp of Ariel You heard, as overhead it flew, The farther going more to dwell, And wing our green to wed our blue… But whether note of joy or knell,

O might I load my arms with thee, Like that young lover of Romance Who loved and gained so gloriously The fair Princess of France! Because he dared to love so high,

Projected from the bilious Childe… This clatterjaw his foot could set On Alps, without a breast beguile… To glow in shedding rascal sweat. Somewhere about his grinder teeth,

A wind sways the pines, And below Not a breath of wild air; Still as the mosses that glow On the flooring and over the lines

He rises and begins to round, He drops the silver chain of sound Of many links without a break, In chirrup, whistle, slur and shak… All intervolv’d and spreading wide…

A message from her set his brain a… A world of household matters fille… Wherein he saw hypocrisy designed: She treated him as something that… And but at other provocation bites…