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The Indian Serenade

Written by: Percy Bysshe Shelley | Biography
 | Quotes (77) |
I ARISE from dreams of thee 
In the first sweet sleep of night, 
When the winds are breathing low, 
And the stars are shining bright. 
I arise from dreams of thee, 5 
And a spirit in my feet 
Hath led me¡ªwho knows how? 
To thy chamber window, Sweet! 

The wandering airs they faint 
On the dark, the silent stream¡ª 10 
And the champak's odours [pine] 
Like sweet thoughts in a dream; 
The nightingale's complaint, 
It dies upon her heart, 
As I must on thine, 15 
O belov¨¨d as thou art! 

O lift me from the grass! 
I die! I faint! I fail! 
Let thy love in kisses rain 
On my lips and eyelids pale. 20 
My cheek is cold and white, alas! 
My heart beats loud and fast: 
O press it to thine own again, 
Where it will break at last! 



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