A Village Tale. from The London Literary Gazette: 6th December 1823 Poetic Sketches. Fourth Series. Sketch IV.
The Vow of the Peacock (1835)
“Life is a paradise for those who love many things with a passion.”
“O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move
The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.”
I. 3, Line 16
The Progress of Poesy http://www.thomasgray.org/cgi-bin/display.cgi?text=pppo (1754)
“It was the Rainbow gave thee birth,
And left thee all her lovely hues.”
The Kingfisher
No. LXIII
Sonnets from the Portuguese (1850)
Context: How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints,—I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! —and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.
“How innocent, how beautiful thy sleep!
Sweet one, 'tis peace and joy to gaze on thee!”
Sleeping Child
The Fate of Adelaide (1821)
“Calm on the bosom of thy God,
Fair spirit, rest thee now!”
The Siege of Valencia (1823), scene ix, reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919).
St. 8
Song: Rarely, Rarely, Comest Thou http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley/17889 (1821)
“But there's nothing half so sweet in life
As love's young dream.”
Love's Young Dream', st. 1.
Irish Melodies http://www.musicanet.org/robokopp/moore.html (1807–1834)
