by: John Banister Tabb
- T Shelley's birth,
- The Lark, dawn-spirit, with an anthem loud
- Rose from the dusky earth
- To tell it to the Cloud,
- That, like a flower night-folded in the gloom,
- Burst into morning bloom.
- At Shelley's death,
- The Sea, that deemed him an immortal, saw
- A god's extinguished breath,
- And landward, as in awe,
- Upbore him to the altar whence he came,
- And the rekindling flame.
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"To Shelley" is reprinted
from The Little Book of American Poets: 1787-1900. Ed.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse. Cambridge: Riverside Press, 1915.