The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/Music

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MUSIC

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, Posthumous Poems, 1824.]

I
I pant for the music which is divine,
My heart in its thirst is a dying flower;
Pour forth the sound like enchanted wine,
Loosen the notes in a silver shower;
Like a herbless plain, for the gentle rain, 5
I gasp, I faint, till they wake again.

II
Let me drink of the spirit of that sweet sound,
More, oh more,—I am thirsting yet;
It loosens the serpent which care has bound
Upon my heart to stifle it: 10
The dissolving strain, through every vein,
Passes into my heart and brain.

III
As the scent of a violet withered up,
Which grew by the brink of a silver lake,
When the hot noon has drained its dewy cup, 15
And mist[1] there was none its thirst to slake—
And the violet lay dead while the odour flew
On the wings of the wind o'er the waters blue—

IV
As one who drinks from a charmèd cup
Of foaming, and sparkling, and murmuring wine, 20
Whom, a mighty Enchantress filling up,
Invites to love with her kiss divine . . .

  1. Music—16 mist 1824; tank 1839, 2nd ed.