Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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Unrisen splendour of the brightest sun,
To rise upon our darkness, if the star
Now beckoning thee out of thy misty throne
Could thaw the clouds which wage an obscure war
With thy young brightness!

1. From the Arabic, an Imitation
2. Matilda Gathering Flowers
3. The Solitary
4. I Would Not Be A King
5. To The Republicans Of North America

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