Time Long Past
[Published by Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works of P. B. S.”, 1870.
This is one of three poems (cf. “Love’s Philosophy” and “Good-Night”)
transcribed by Shelley in a copy of Leigh Hunt’s “Literary Pocket-Book”
for 1819 presented by him to Miss Sophia Stacey, December 29, 1820.]
1.
Like the ghost of a dear friend dead
Is Time long past.
A tone which is now forever fled,
A hope which is now forever past,
A love so sweet it could not last, _5
Was Time long past.
2.
There were sweet dreams in the night
Of Time long past:
And, was it sadness or delight,
Each day a shadow onward cast _10
Which made us wish it yet might last—
That Time long past.
3.
There is regret, almost remorse,
For Time long past.
’Tis like a child’s beloved corse _15
A father watches, till at last
Beauty is like remembrance, cast
From Time long past.
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FRAGMENT: THE DESERTS OF DIM SLEEP.
[Published by Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works of P. B. S.”, 1870.]
I went into the deserts of dim sleep—
That world which, like an unknown wilderness,
Bounds this with its recesses wide and deep—
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FRAGMENT: ‘THE VIEWLESS AND INVISIBLE CONSEQUENCE’.
[Published by Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works of P. B. S.”, 1870.]
The viewless and invisible Consequence
Watches thy goings-out, and comings-in,
And...hovers o’er thy guilty sleep,
Unveiling every new-born deed, and thoughts
More ghastly than those deeds— _5
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FRAGMENT: A SERPENT-FACE.
[Published by Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works of P. B. S.”, 1870.]
His face was like a snake’s—wrinkled and loose
And withered—
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FRAGMENT: DEATH IN LIFE.
[Published by Dr. Garnett, “Relics of Shelley”, 1862.]
My head is heavy, my limbs are weary,
And it is not life that makes me move.
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FRAGMENT: ‘SUCH HOPE, AS IS THE SICK DESPAIR OF GOOD’.
[Published by Dr. Garnett, “Relics of Shelley”, 1862.]
Such hope, as is the sick despair of good,
Such fear, as is the certainty of ill,
Such doubt, as is pale Expectation’s food
Turned while she tastes to poison, when the will
Is powerless, and the spirit... _5
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FRAGMENT: ‘ALAS! THIS IS NOT WHAT I THOUGHT LIFE WAS’.
[Published by Mrs. Shelley, “Poetical Works”, 1839, 1st edition. This
fragment is joined by Forman with that immediately preceding.]
Alas! this is not what I thought life was.
I knew that there were crimes and evil men,
Misery and hate; nor did I hope to pass
Untouched by suffering, through the rugged glen.
In mine own heart I saw as in a glass _5
The hearts of others ... And when
I went among my kind, with triple brass
Of calm endurance my weak breast I armed,
To bear scorn, fear, and hate, a woful mass!
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FRAGMENT: MILTON’S SPIRIT.
[Published by Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works of P. B. S.”, 1870.]
I dreamed that Milton’s spirit rose, and took
From life’s green tree his Uranian lute;
And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, and shook
All human things built in contempt of man,—
And sanguine thrones and impious altars quaked, _5
Prisons and citadels...
NOTE:
_2 lute Uranian cj. A.C. Bradley.
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FRAGMENT: ‘UNRISEN SPLENDOUR OF THE BRIGHTEST SUN’.
[Published by Dr. Garnett, “Relics of Shelley”, 1862.]
Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun,
To rise upon our darkness, if the star
Now beckoning thee out of thy misty throne
Could thaw the clouds which wage an obscure war
With thy young brightness! _5
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FRAGMENT: PATER OMNIPOTENS.
[Edited from manuscript Shelley E 4 in the Bodleian Library, and
published by Mr. C.D. Locock, “Examination” etc., Oxford, Clarendon
Press, 1903. Here placed conjecturally amongst the compositions of
1820, but of uncertain date, and belonging possibly to 1819 or a still
earlier year.]
Serene in his unconquerable might
Endued[,] the Almighty King, his steadfast throne
Encompassed unapproachably with power
And darkness and deep solitude an awe
Stood like a black cloud on some aery cliff _5
Embosoming its lightning—in his sight
Unnumbered glorious spirits trembling stood
Like slaves before their Lord—prostrate around
Heaven’s multitudes hymned everlasting praise.
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FRAGMENT: TO THE MIND OF MAN.
[Edited, published and here placed as the preceding.]
Thou living light that in thy rainbow hues
Clothest this naked world; and over Sea
And Earth and air, and all the shapes that be
In peopled darkness of this wondrous world
The Spirit of thy glory dost diffuse _5
... truth ... thou Vital Flame
Mysterious thought that in this mortal frame
Of things, with unextinguished lustre burnest
Now pale and faint now high to Heaven upcurled
That eer as thou dost languish still returnest _10
And ever
Before the ... before the Pyramids
So soon as from the Earth formless and rude
One living step had chased drear Solitude
Thou wert, Thought; thy brightness charmed the lids _15
Of the vast snake Eternity, who kept
The tree of good and evil.—
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