AT Shelley's birth, The Lark, dawn-spirit, with an anthem loud Rose from the dusky earth To tell it to the Cloud, That, like a flower night-folded in the gloom, Burst into morning bloom. At Shelley's death, The Sea, that deemed him an immortal, saw A god's extinguished breath, And landward, as in awe, Upbore him to the altar whence he came, And the rekindling flame. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...HAILSTORM IN MAY by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS DEWEY AT MANILA [MAY 1, 1898] by ROBERT UNDERWOOD JOHNSON SONNET: ADDRESSED TO HAYDON (1) by JOHN KEATS THE STORK by GHALIB IBN RIBAH AL-HAJJAM IF I AM SITTING CLOSE TO YOU by JESSIE DOWNS BELKNAP LINES; TO ONE WHO WISHED TO READ A POEM I HAD WRITTEN by ANNE CHARLOTTE LYNCH BOTTA |