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 PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

Billows murmur at our feet Where the earth and ocean meet, And all things seem only one In the universal sun.

614 Hellas

E world's great age begins anew. The golden years return, The earth doth like a snake renew

Her winter weeds outworn Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam Like wrecks of a dissolving dream.

A brighter Hellas rears its mountains

From waves sercner far, A new Peneus rolls his fountains

Against the morning star, Where fairer Tempes bloom, there sleep Young Cyclads on a sunnier deep.

A loftier Aigo cleaves the main,

Fraught with a later piize; Another Orpheus sings again,

And loves, and weeps, and dies; A new Ulysses leaves once more Calypso for his native shore.

O write no more the talc of Troy, If earth Death's scroll must be

Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free,

Although a subtler Sphinx renew

Riddles of death Thebes never knew.

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