With Shelley in Italy : being a selection of the poems and letters of Percy Bysshe Shelley which have to do with his life in Italy from 1818 to 1822 . y, Like an unwelcome from the minds too faithful eye Blots one dear image thou art ever fair and kind, The forests ever green,Less oft is peace in Shelleys mind, Than calm in waters seen. WITH A GUITAR: TO JANE^ Aeiel to Miranda. — Take This slave of Music, for the sake Of him who is the slave of thee. And teach it all the harmony In which thou canst, and only thou. Make the delighted spirit glow, ^ This instrument, stil
With Shelley in Italy : being a selection of the poems and letters of Percy Bysshe Shelley which have to do with his life in Italy from 1818 to 1822 . y, Like an unwelcome from the minds too faithful eye Blots one dear image thou art ever fair and kind, The forests ever green,Less oft is peace in Shelleys mind, Than calm in waters seen. WITH A GUITAR: TO JANE^ Aeiel to Miranda. — Take This slave of Music, for the sake Of him who is the slave of thee. And teach it all the harmony In which thou canst, and only thou. Make the delighted spirit glow, ^ This instrument, still in perfect condition, is preserved in the BodleianLibrary at Oxford, having been given by E. W. Silsbee, of Salem, Mass.,v?ho bought it of the grandson of the lady to whom the poem is addressed. There is probably no other relic of a great poet so intimately associatedwith the arts of poetry and music, or ever will be, unless Miltons orgaushould turn up at a brokers, or some excavating explorer should bringto light the lyre of Sappho. —R. Gaenett. [ 270 J ?]\/rONUMENT to Shelley at Piazza Shelley, Ibnuerly Piazza THE YEAR 1822 Till joy denies itself again,And, too intense, is turned to pain;For, by permission and commandOf thine own Prince Ferdinand,Poor Ariel sends this silent tokenOf more than ever can be spoken;Your guardian spirit, Ariel, life to life, must still pursueYour happiness; — for thus aloneCan Ariel ever find his Prosperous enchanted cell,As the mighty verses the throne of Naples, heLit you oer the trackless on, your prow a living you die, the silent Moon,In her interlunar not sadder in her cellThan deserted you live again on earthLike an unseen star of birth,Ariel guides you oer the seaOf life from your changes have been run,Since Ferdinand and you begunYour course of love, and Ariel stillHas tracked your steps, and served your will;N
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