ode to the west wind-ag真人试玩平台

ode to the west wind

西风颂 雪莱



if i were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;

if i were a swift cloud to fly with thee;

a wave to pant beneath thy power,and share.





the impulse of thy strength,only less free

than thou,o,uncontrollable!if even

i were as in my boyhood,and could be



the comrade of thy wanderings over heaven,

as then,when to outstrip thy skiey speed

scarce seemed a vision;i would ne'er have striven



as thus with thee in prayer in my sore need .

oh,lift me as a wave,a leaf,a cloud!

i fall upon the thorns of life!i bleed!



a heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed.

one too like thee:tameless,and swift ,and proud





make me thy lyre,even as the forest is:

what if my leaves are falling like its own!

the of thy mightly harmonies





will take from both a deep,autumnal tone,

sweet though in sadness.be thou,spixit fierce,

my spirit!be thou me,impetuous one!





drive my dead thoughts over the

like withered leaves to a new birth!

and,by the incantation of this verse,





scatter,as from an unextinguished

ashes and sparks,my words among mankind!

be through my lips to unawakened earth.





the of a phophecy!o wind,

if winter comes ,can spring be far behind?
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