The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 220 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 2.

The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 2 eBook

This eBook from the Gutenberg Project consists of approximately 220 pages of information about The Complete Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley — Volume 2.

14. 
And in the roofless huts of vast morasses,
Deserted by the fever-stricken serf,
All overgrown with reeds and long rank grasses,
And hillocks heaped of moss-inwoven turf,
And where the huge and speckled aloe made, 80
Rooted in stones, a broad and pointed shade,—­

15. 
He housed himself.  There is a point of strand
Near Vado’s tower and town; and on one side
The treacherous marsh divides it from the land,
Shadowed by pine and ilex forests wide, 85
And on the other, creeps eternally,
Through muddy weeds, the shallow sullen sea.

16. 
Here the earth’s breath is pestilence, and few
But things whose nature is at war with life—­
Snakes and ill worms—­endure its mortal dew. 
The trophies of the clime’s victorious strife—­ 90
And ringed horns which the buffalo did wear,
And the wolf’s dark gray scalp who tracked him there.

17. 
And at the utmost point...stood there
The relics of a reed-inwoven cot, 95
Thatched with broad flags.  An outlawed murderer
Had lived seven days there:  the pursuit was hot
When he was cold.  The birds that were his grave
Fell dead after their feast in Vado’s wave.

18. 
There must have burned within Marenghi’s breast 100
That fire, more warm and bright than life and hope,
(Which to the martyr makes his dungeon... 
More joyous than free heaven’s majestic cope
To his oppressor), warring with decay,—­
Or he could ne’er have lived years, day by day.
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19. 
Nor was his state so lone as you might think. 
He had tamed every newt and snake and toad,
And every seagull which sailed down to drink
Those freshes ere the death-mist went abroad. 
And each one, with peculiar talk and play, 110
Wiled, not untaught, his silent time away.

20. 
And the marsh-meteors, like tame beasts, at night
Came licking with blue tongues his veined feet;
And he would watch them, as, like spirits bright,
In many entangled figures quaint and sweet 115
To some enchanted music they would dance—­
Until they vanished at the first moon-glance.

21. 
He mocked the stars by grouping on each weed
The summer dew-globes in the golden dawn;
And, ere the hoar-frost languished, he could read 120
Its pictured path, as on bare spots of lawn
Its delicate brief touch in silver weaves
The likeness of the wood’s remembered leaves.

22. 
And many a fresh Spring morn would he awaken—­
While yet the unrisen sun made glow, like iron 125
Quivering in crimson fire, the peaks unshaken
Of mountains and blue isles which did environ
With air-clad crags that plain of land and sea,—­
And feel ... liberty.

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