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| Such gloom, why man has such a scope | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Or moonlight on a midnight stream, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Like darkness to a dying flame! | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Like life and fear, a dark reality. | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| While yet a boy I sought for ghosts, and sped | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| Through many a listening chamber, cave and ruin, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| I call the phantoms of a thousand hours | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| When noon is past; there is a harmony | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| In autumn, and a lustre in its sky, | Hymn to Intellectual Beauty |
| I met a traveller from an antique land | Ozymandias |
| Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown, | Ozymandias |
| Like a cloud of fire; | To a Skylark |
| Like a star of Heaven, | To a Skylark |
| As from thy presence showers a rain of melody. | To a Skylark |
| Like a Poet hidden | To a Skylark |
| Like a high-born maiden | To a Skylark |
| In a palace-tower, | To a Skylark |
| Like a glow-worm golden | To a Skylark |
| In a dell of dew, | To a Skylark |
| Like a rose embower'd | To a Skylark |
| That panted forth a flood of rapture so divine. | To a Skylark |
| A thing wherein we feel there is some hidden want. | To a Skylark |
| Or how could thy notes flow in such a crystal stream? | To a Skylark |
| Not to shed a tear, | To a Skylark |
| Each like a corpse within its grave, until | Ode to the West Wind |
| Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre, | Ode to the West Wind |
| Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay, | Ode to the West Wind |
| If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear; | Ode to the West Wind |
| If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee; | Ode to the West Wind |
| A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share | Ode to the West Wind |
| Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven | Ode to the West Wind |
| Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! | Ode to the West Wind |
| Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! | Ode to the West Wind |
| Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud! | Ode to the West Wind |
| A heavy weight of hours has chain'd and bow'd | Ode to the West Wind |
| Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone, | Ode to the West Wind |
| Like wither'd leaves to quicken a new birth! | Ode to the West Wind |
| The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind, | Ode to the West Wind |
| Thaw not the frost which binds so dear a head! | Adonais I |
| An echo and a light unto eternity! | Adonais I |
| Like his, a mute and uncomplaining sleep; | Adonais III |
| Trampled and mock'd with many a loathed rite | Adonais IV |
| Like a pale flower by some sad maiden cherish'd, | Adonais VI |
| A grave among the eternal. -- Come away! | Adonais VII |
| So fair a prey, till darkness and the law | Adonais VIII |
| They ne'er will gather strength, or find a home again. | Adonais IX |
| Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies | Adonais X |
| A tear some Dream has loosen'd from his brain. | Adonais X |
| Lost Angel of a ruin'd Paradise! | Adonais X |
| She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain. | Adonais X |
| One from a lucid urn of starry dew | Adonais XI |
| A greater loss with one which was more weak; | Adonais XI |
| And, as a dying meteor stains a wreath | Adonais XII |
| And, as a dying meteor stains a wreath | Adonais XII |
| Into a shadow of all sounds: a drear | Adonais XIV |
| Into a shadow of all sounds: a drear | Adonais XIV |
| A quickening life from the Earth's heart has burst | Adonais XIX |
| The lamps of Heaven flash with a softer light; | Adonais XIX |
| Be as a sword consum'd before the sheath | Adonais XX |
| A moment, then is quench'd in a most cold repose. | Adonais XX |
| A moment, then is quench'd in a most cold repose. | Adonais XX |
| A wound more fierce than his, with tears and sighs. | Adonais XXII |
| Swift as a Thought by the snake Memory stung, | Adonais XXII |
| Even as a ghost abandoning a bier, | Adonais XXIII |
| Even as a ghost abandoning a bier, | Adonais XXIII |
| Had left the Earth a corpse. Sorrow and fear | Adonais XXIII |
| In the death-chamber for a moment Death, | Adonais XXV |
| Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may live; | Adonais XXVI |
| Now thou art dead, as if it were a part | Adonais XXVI |
| Is gather'd into death without a dawn, | Adonais XXIX |
| A godlike mind soars forth, in its delight | Adonais XXIX |
| A phantom among men; companionless | Adonais XXXI |
| A pardlike Spirit beautiful and swift -- | Adonais XXXII |
| A Love in desolation mask'd -- a Power | Adonais XXXII |
| A Love in desolation mask'd -- a Power | Adonais XXXII |
| It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, | Adonais XXXII |
| It is a dying lamp, a falling shower, | Adonais XXXII |
| A breaking billow; even whilst we speak | Adonais XXXII |
| The killing sun smiles brightly: on a cheek | Adonais XXXII |
| And a light spear topp'd with a cypress cone, | Adonais XXXIII |
| And a light spear topp'd with a cypress cone, | Adonais XXXIII |
| A herd-abandon'd deer struck by the hunter's dart. | Adonais XXXIII |
| He answer'd not, but with a sudden hand | Adonais XXXIV |
| The heavy heart heaving without a moan? | Adonais XXXV |
| Life's early cup with such a draught of woe? | Adonais XXXVI |
| Thou noteless blot on a remember'd name! | Adonais XXXVII |
| And like a beaten hound tremble thou shalt -- as now. | Adonais XXXVII |
| A portion of the Eternal, which must glow | Adonais XXXVIII |
| Like corpses in a charnel; fear and grief | Adonais XXXIX |
| A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; | Adonais XL |
| A heart grown cold, a head grown gray in vain; | Adonais XL |
| Which like a mourning veil thy scarf hadst thrown | Adonais XLI |
| He is a presence to be felt and known | Adonais XLII |
| He is a portion of the loveliness | Adonais XLIII |
| And death is a low mist which cannot blot | Adonais XLIV |
| Lifts a young heart above its mortal lair, | Adonais XLIV |
| Sublimely mild, a Spirit without spot, | Adonais XLV |
| Oblivion as they rose shrank like a thing reprov'd. | Adonais XLV |
| Silent alone amid a Heaven of Song. | Adonais XLVI |
| As from a centre, dart thy spirit's light | Adonais XLVII |
| Even to a point within our day and night; | Adonais XLVII |
| Thy footsteps to a slope of green access | Adonais XLIX |
| A light of laughing flowers along the grass is spread; | Adonais XLIX |
| Feeds, like slow fire upon a hoary brand; | Adonais L |
| A field is spread, on which a newer band | Adonais L |
| A field is spread, on which a newer band | Adonais L |
| Here, on one fountain of a mourning mind, | Adonais LI |
| Life, like a dome of many-colour'd glass, | Adonais LII |
| A light is pass'd from the revolving year, | Adonais LIII |
| The soul of Adonais, like a star, | Adonais LV |