The billows on the beach are leapi
The bark is weak and frail,
The sea looks black, and the cloud
Darkly strew the gale.
Come with me, thou delightful chil

PART 1.
A Sensitive Plant in a garden gre
And the young winds fed it with si
And it opened its fan-like leaves
And closed them beneath the kisses

Ye wild-eyed Muses, sing the Twin
Whom the fair-ankled Leda, mixed
With mighty Saturn’€™s Heaven-obs
On Taygetus, that lofty mountain
Brought forth in joy: mild Pollux

To Mary '— '—
So now my summer task is ended, M
And I return to thee, mine own he
As to his Queen some victor Knigh
Earning bright spoils for her inch

Swifter far than summer’s flight—
Swifter far than youth’€™s delight
Swifter far than happy night,
Art thou come and gone—
As the earth when leaves are dead,

Such hope, as is the sick despair
Such fear, as is the certainty of
Such doubt, as is pale Expectatio
Turned while she tastes to poison,
Is powerless, and the spirit...

Come, thou awakener of the spirit’
Zephyr, whom to thy cloud or cave
No thought can trace! speed with t

As the sunrise to the night,
As the north wind to the clouds,
As the earthquake’s fiery flight,
Ruining mountain solitudes,
Everlasting Italy,

Good-night? ah! no; the hour is il
Which severs those it should unite
Let us remain together still,
Then it will be good night.
How can I call the lone night goo

A pale Dream came to a Lady fair,
And said, A boon, a boon, I pray!
I know the secrets of the air,
And things are lost in the glare o
Which I can make the sleeping see