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| Nov 6, 2006 @ 9:14 AM |
A wonderful and inspiring poem of Gothic romance...Percey Shelley |
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pleasuretime277
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[/QUOTE]I arise in dreams of thee in the first sweet sleep of night.When the winds are calm and slow, and the stars are shining bright. I arise in dreams of thee, and who knows how, with a spirit in my feet, I find myself at thy chamber-window, sweet!
The Champa odors fade like sweet thoughts in a dream. The Nightingale's complaint, it dies upon her heart, as I must die on thine, beloved as thou art!
Oh, lift me from the grass, I fall, I faint, I fail! May your kisses be as rain on my lips and eyelids pale. My heart is beating loud and fast, Alas!, press it close to thine again that it may stop at last.[QUOTE]
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| Nov 6, 2006 @ 9:22 AM |
A wonderful and inspiring poem of Gothic romance...Percey Shelley |
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pleasuretime277
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I am not directing this at anybody in particular, It is one of my favorites and I wanted to share it. 
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