Swiftly walk o'er the western wave,
Spirit of Night!
Out of the misty eastern cave,
Where, all the long and lone daylight,
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When I arose and saw the dawn, I sighed for thee; When light rode high, and the dew was gone, And noon lay heavy on flower and tree, And the weary day turned to his rest, Lingering like an unloved guest, I sighed for thee.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -Percy Shelley could write extraordinarily beautiful verses that just rest into your heart and soul like a prayer or a lullaby.
A very good articulated piece of poetry! Well done keep on writing my friend ✏📝💭📒
Weary of the day's unwelcome state and not bothered about death so soon, Shelley calls for the night to accompany him and invites night spirit to come soon! Yet another poem of the romantic hero is wonderful to read here!
A beautiful work by Shelley... interwoven with life!