Poetry & Verse
Fragment: 'I Stood upon a Heaven-Cleaving Turret'
By Percy Bysshe ShelleySource: Percy Bysshe Shelley - PoetryDB (Public Domain)Short51 words
I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis-- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted...
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I stood upon a heaven-cleaving turret Which overlooked a wide Metropolis-- And in the temple of my heart my Spirit Lay prostrate, and with parted lips did kiss The dust of Desolations hearth-- And with a voice too faint to falter It shook that trembling fane with its weak prayer 'Twas noon,--the sleeping skies were blue The city
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