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To a Star

Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822
Lines:15Movement:Romanticism
Sweet star, which gleaming o'er the darksome sceneThrough fleecy clouds of silvery radiance fliest,Spanglet of light on evening's shadowy veil,Which shrouds the day-beam from the waveless lake,Lighting the hour of sacred love; more sweetThan the expiring morn-star's paly fires:--Sweet star! When wearied Nature sinks to sleep,And all is hushed,--all, save the voice of Love,Whose broken murmurings swell the balmy blastOf soft Favonius, which at intervalsSighs in the ear of stillness, art thou aught butLulling the slaves of interest to reposeWith that mild, pitying gaze? Oh, I would lookIn thy dear beam till every bond of senseBecame enamoured--