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Francis T. Palgrave, ed. (1824–1897). The Golden Treasury.  1875.
 
P. B. Shelley
 
CCLXXI. Hymn to the Spirit of Nature
 
LIFE of Life! thy lips enkindle 
  With their love the breath between them; 
And thy smiles before they dwindle 
  Make the cold air fire: then screen them 
In those locks, where whoso gazes         5
Faints, entangled in their mazes. 
  
Child of Light! thy limbs are burning 
  Through the veil which seems to hide them, 
As the radiant lines of morning 
  Through thin clouds, ere they divide them;  10
And this atmosphere divinest 
Shrouds thee wheresoe'er thou shinest. 
  
Fair are others: none beholds thee; 
  But thy voice sounds low and tender 
Like the fairest, for it folds thee  15
  From the sight, that liquid splendour; 
And all feel, yet see thee never, 
As I feel now, lost for ever! 
  
Lamp of Earth! where'er thou movest 
  Its dim shapes are clad with brightness,  20
And the souls of whom thou lovest 
  Walk upon the winds with lightness 
Till they fail, as I am failing, 
Dizzy, lost, yet unbewailing! 
 
 
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