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The Question.

    By Percy Bysshe Shelley



    1.
    I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way,
    Bare Winter suddenly was changed to Spring,
    And gentle odours led my steps astray,
    Mixed with a sound of waters murmuring
    Along a shelving bank of turf, which lay
    Under a copse, and hardly dared to fling
    Its green arms round the bosom of the stream,
    But kissed it and then fled, as thou mightest in dream.

    2.
    There grew pied wind-flowers and violets,
    Daisies, those pearled Arcturi of the earth,
    The constellated flower that never sets;
    Faint oxslips; tender bluebells, at whose birth
    The sod scarce heaved; and that tall flower that wets -
    Like a child, half in tenderness and mirth -
    Its mother's face with Heaven's collected tears,
    When the low wind, its playmate's voice, it hears.

    3.
    And in the warm hedge grew lush eglantine,
    Green cowbind and the moonlight-coloured may,
    And cherry-blossoms, and white cups, whose wine
    Was the bright dew, yet drained not by the day;
    And wild roses, and ivy serpentine,
    With its dark buds and leaves, wandering astray;
    And flowers azure, black, and streaked with gold,
    Fairer than any wakened eyes behold.

    4.
    And nearer to the river's trembling edge
    There grew broad flag-flowers, purple pranked with white.
    And starry river buds among the sedge,
    And floating water-lilies, broad and bright,
    Which lit the oak that overhung the hedge
    With moonlight beams of their own watery light;
    And bulrushes, and reeds of such deep green
    As soothed the dazzled eye with sober sheen.

    5.
    Methought that of these visionary flowers
    I made a nosegay, bound in such a way
    That the same hues, which in their natural bowers
    Were mingled or opposed, the like array
    Kept these imprisoned children of the Hours
    Within my hand, - and then, elate and gay,
    I hastened to the spot whence I had come,
    That I might there present it! - Oh! to whom?



Extra Info:
_14 Like...mirth Harvard manuscript, Boscombe manuscript;
wanting in Ollier manuscript, 1822, 1824, 1839.
_15 Heaven's collected Harvard manuscript, Ollier manuscript, 1822;
Heaven-collected 1824, 1839.


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