THE INDIAN SERENADE by Percy Bysshe Shelley read by LeSCINTILLA also ZHI EZE
THE INDIAN SERENADE by Percy Bysshe Shelley read by LeSCINTILLA also ZHI EZE
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THE INDIAN SERENADE By PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

"The Indian Serenade"

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,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me -who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, Sweet!

The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream - 
The champak odours fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale’s complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must die on thine,
O beloved as thou art!

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

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Views: 1,136
Uploaded: 5 years ago
Duration: 01:26
Videos: 5
Subscribers: 86
Description
POEM read by LeScintilla also ZHI EZE VIDEO MONTAGE by LeScintilla also World of ZHI
worldofzhi.org
lescintilla.com

THE INDIAN SERENADE By PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY

"The Indian Serenade"

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,
And a spirit in my feet
Has led me -who knows how?
To thy chamber-window, Sweet!

The wandering airs they faint
On the dark, the silent stream - 
The champak odours fail
Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
The nightingale’s complaint,
It dies upon her heart,
As I must die on thine,
O beloved as thou art!

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