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There all is night! No God like that (pointing to the sun) smiles on the Elysian plains, The air [is] windless, and all shapes are still.

Shelley, Mary. Proserpine and Midas ( illustrated ) . Edición de Kindle.

Farewel, sweet child, Queen of the nether world, There shine as chaste Diana's silver car Islanded in the deep circumfluous night.

Shelley, Mary. Proserpine and Midas ( illustrated ) . Edición de Kindle.
Jun 11, 2019 09:49AM
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main:— When suddenly I heard the thundering tread Of iron hoofed steeds trampling the ground, And a faint shriek that made my blood run cold. I saw the King of Hell in his black car, And in his arms he bore your fairest child, Fair as the moon encircled by the night,—

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The springs decrease;—the fields whose delicate green Was late her chief delight, now please alone, Because they, withered, seem to share her grief.

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Like spirits that lie In the azure sky, When they love, but live no more.

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and while idling thus we rest, Repeat in verses sweet the tale which says How great Prometheus from Apollo's car Stole heaven's fire—a God–like gift for Man!

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That coyest Grecian maid, whose pointed leaves Now shade her lover's brow. And I the while Gathering the starry flowers of this fair plain Will weave a chaplet, Mother, for thy hair. But without thee, the plain I think is vacant, ()— Go not, dear Mother, from your Proserpine.

Shelley, Mary. Proserpine and Midas ( illustrated ) . Edición de Kindle.
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