Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Milton's Spirit

I dreamed that Milton's spirit rose, and took
From life's green tree his Uranian lute;
And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, and shook
All human things built in contempt of man,—
And sanguine thrones and impious altars quaked,
Prisons and citadels…

1. Liberty
2. To Death
3. The Fitful Alternations of the Rain
4. Letter To Maria Gisborne
5. Bereavement

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