The complete works of Percy Bysshe Shelley ... . yclads on a sunnier deep. A loftier Argo cleaves the main. Fraught with a later prize;Another Orpheus sings again. And loves, and weeps, and new Ulysses leaves once moreCalypso for his native shore. Oh, write no more the tale of Troy, If earth Death*s scroll must be !Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free:Although a subtler Sphinx renewRiddles of death Thebes never knew. 178 Hellas Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter timeBequeath, like sunset to the skies. The splendour of its prime ;And leave, if nought so brigh


The complete works of Percy Bysshe Shelley ... . yclads on a sunnier deep. A loftier Argo cleaves the main. Fraught with a later prize;Another Orpheus sings again. And loves, and weeps, and new Ulysses leaves once moreCalypso for his native shore. Oh, write no more the tale of Troy, If earth Death*s scroll must be !Nor mix with Laian rage the joy Which dawns upon the free:Although a subtler Sphinx renewRiddles of death Thebes never knew. 178 Hellas Another Athens shall arise, And to remoter timeBequeath, like sunset to the skies. The splendour of its prime ;And leave, if nought so bright may earth can take or Heaven can give. Saturn and Love their long reposeShall burst, more bright and good Than all who fell, than One who many unsubdued: Not gold, not blood, their altar dowers. But votive tears and symbol flowers. Oh, cease; must hate and death return ? Cease! must men kill and die ?Cease! drain not to its dregs the urn Of bitter world is weary of the , might it die or rest at last! 179. Notes


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