Shelley
Spirit of fire and snow and heart all dew,
Child of the midnight's glory and the stars,
Whose mad, sweet chanting smote to heaven's bars:—
Brother, ethereal, to that glorious few
Who from earth's beauty song's high triumphs drew;—
Beyond the earthy, like some paler Mars,
Winging above thine age's petty jars,
Thy song to heaven meteor-like out-flew.
First came one great in love's majestic calm,
The wizard singer of all singing men;
Then he who sang in high immortal psalm
That greatest of all love's great, sad rebels. Then
Thou camest, angel of the starry lyre!
Raining the dusk with melody of fire.
Child of the midnight's glory and the stars,
Whose mad, sweet chanting smote to heaven's bars:—
Brother, ethereal, to that glorious few
Who from earth's beauty song's high triumphs drew;—
Beyond the earthy, like some paler Mars,
Winging above thine age's petty jars,
Thy song to heaven meteor-like out-flew.
First came one great in love's majestic calm,
The wizard singer of all singing men;
Then he who sang in high immortal psalm
That greatest of all love's great, sad rebels. Then
Thou camest, angel of the starry lyre!
Raining the dusk with melody of fire.
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