BY PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY. London: PRINTED AND PUBLISHED BY MRS. CARLILE AND SONS, 25, BRIDE LANE, FLEET STREET. 1832. QUEEN MAB. I. How wonderful is Death, Hath then the gloomy Power Whose reign is in the tainted sepulchres. Seized on her sinless soul? Must then that peerless form As breathing marble, perish? Leave nothing of this heavenly sight Stealing o'er sensation, Which the breath of roseate morning Chaseth into darkness? Will Ianthe wake again, And give that faithful bosom joy Whose sleepless spirit waits to catch Light, life, and rapture from her smile? |