The Poetry of Shelley - 3 - Miscellany 1

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I am the Fairy MAB: to me 'tis given
The wonders of the human world to keep;
The secrets of the immeasurable past,
In the unfailing consciences of men,
Those stern, unflattering chroniclers, I find;
The future, from the causes which arise
In each event, I gather; not the sting
Which retributive memory implants
In the hard bosom of the selfish man,
Nor that ecstatic and exulting throb
Which virtue's votary feels when he sums up
The thoughts and actions of a well-spent day,
Are unforeseen, unregistered by me;
And it is yet permitted me to rend
The veil of mortal frailty, that the spirit,
Clothed in its changeless purity, may know
How soonest to accomplish the great end
For which it hath its being, and may taste
That peace which in the end all life will share.
This is the meed of virtue; happy Soul,
Ascend the car with me

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The first of a new miscellany of Shelley. More will follow . Kindly seed.

The Poetry of Shelley - 1 - Samuel West
The Poetry of Shelley - 2 - Penguin Audiobook
The Poetry of Shelley 5-VincentPrice
The Poetry of Shelley - 6 - Garland,Watson&Marquand
The Poetry of Shelley - 7 - Scott et alia
The Poetry of Shelley - 8 - Woolf&Shanks
The Poetry of Shelley - 9 - Robert Eddison