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Tuesday, July 27, 2021

The World's Wanderers

 



The World's Wanderers

By Percy Bysshe Shelley - 1792-1822

 

                      I

Tell me, thou star, whose wings of light

Speed thee in thy fiery flight,

In what cavern of the night

            Will thy pinions close now?

 

                      II

Tell me, moon, thou pale and grey

Pilgrim of heaven’s homeless way,

In what depth of night or day

            Seekest thou repose now?

 

                     III

Weary wind, who wanderest

Like the world’s rejected guest,

Hast thou still some secret nest

            On the tree or billow?

1 comment:

  1. Hi Joe! Perhaps the following by poetry's original hippie is premature but appropriate, Roderick

    The fountains mingle with the river
    And the rivers with the ocean,
    The winds of heaven mix for ever
    With a sweet emotion;
    Nothing in the world is single,
    All things by a law divine
    In one another's being mingle—
    Why not I with thine?

    See the mountains kiss high heaven,
    And the waves clasp one another;
    No sister-flower would be forgiven
    If it disdain'd its brother;
    And the sunlight clasps the earth,
    And the moonbeams kiss the sea—
    What is all this sweet work worth
    If thou kiss not me?

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