Arthur Quiller-Couch, ed. 1919. The Oxford Book of English Verse: 1250–1900.
Percy Bysshe Shelley. 17921822611. The Indian Serenade
I ARISE from dreams of thee | |
In the first sweet sleep of night, | |
When the winds are breathing low, | |
And the stars are shining bright. | |
I arise from dreams of thee, | 5 |
And a spirit in my feet | |
Hath led me—who knows how? | |
To thy chamber window, Sweet! | |
The wandering airs they faint | |
On the dark, the silent stream— | 10 |
And the champak’s odours [pine] | |
Like sweet thoughts in a dream; | |
The nightingale’s complaint, | |
It dies upon her heart, | |
As I must on thine, | 15 |
O belovèd as thou art! | |
O lift me from the grass! | |
I die! I faint! I fail! | |
Let thy love in kisses rain | |
On my lips and eyelids pale. | 20 |
My cheek is cold and white, alas! | |
My heart beats loud and fast: | |
O press it to thine own again, | |
Where it will break at last! |