...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded I rest on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Whom mortals...woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind and peer ; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When I widen the rent...

...of "That orbed maiden, with white fir* laden, Whom mortis call the moou." 11 And wherever the brat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The,sturs peep behind her and peer.1' Then at last, how triumphantly it proves its own durability:...

...rack When the morning star shines dead. * * ' * * ' That orbed maiden, with white fire laden, Which mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece-like floor By the midnight breezes gtrown.' * # * * ' 0 wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being, Thou from whose unseen presence...

...stream below. (1. 1—4) BoTP: CH; ELP: FaPON; GTBS; GTBS-P; NOBE: OBNC; OxBSP; PoEL-4 The Cloud 24 (1. 45-46) 25 I am the daughter of Earth and Water, And the nursling of the Sky; 26 I silently laugh...

...have read recently. Yet now I come to think of it, it was ungrateful to abuse the Lady of the heavens That orbed maiden with white fire laden Whom mortals call the moon who was showing herself to be the truest of friends to us, however she may have behaved to the impassioned...

...the depth of heaven above, With wings folded 1 rest, on mine airy nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her and peer; And I laugh...

...the depth of Heaven above, With wings folded I rest, on mine aery nest, As still as a brooding dove. That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals...beat of her unseen feet, Which only the angels hear, 50 May have broken the woof of my tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh...

...thy balm. 1818-19 Perce Bysshe Shelley, Prometheus Unbound: Act IV (A cloud speaks) That orbed maid with white fire laden Whom mortals call the Moon,...tent's thin roof, The stars peep behind her, and peer; And I laugh to see them whirl and flee, Like a swarm of golden bees, When 1 widen the rent in my wind-built...

...Office, and custom, in all line of order. Trot/us and Cressida Act I, scene 3 Shelley, Percy Bysshe That orbed maiden With white fire laden, Whom mortals call the Moon The Complete Poetical Works of Shelley The Cloud, 1. 45-7 Art thou pale for weariness Of climbing heaven,...

...noon-day dreams STRATUS From my wings are shaken the dews that waken The sweet buds every one. CIRRUS That orbed maiden with white fire laden, Whom mortals call the moon, Glides glimmering o'er my fleece like floor By the midnight breezes strewn CIRROCUMULUS When I widen the vent in my wind built...