312. Night by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Published: Aug. 10, 2008, 5:30 a.m.

b"PB Shelley read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------\\n\\nNight\\nby Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 \\u2013 1822)\\n\\nSwiftly walk o'er the western wave,\\n Spirit of Night!\\nOut of the misty eastern cave,\\u2014\\nWhere, all the long and lone daylight,\\nThou wovest dreams of joy and fear\\nWhich make thee terrible and dear,\\u2014\\n Swift be thy flight!\\nWrap thy form in a mantle grey,\\n Star-inwrought!\\nBlind with thine hair the eyes of Day;\\nKiss her until she be wearied out.\\nThen wander o'er city and sea and land,\\nTouching all with thine opiate wand\\u2014\\n Come, long-sought!\\n\\nWhen I arose and saw the dawn,\\n I sigh'd for thee;\\nWhen light rode high, and the dew was gone,\\nAnd noon lay heavy on flower and tree,\\nAnd the weary Day turn'd to his rest,\\nLingering like an unloved guest,\\n I sigh'd for thee.\\n\\nThy brother Death came, and cried,\\n 'Wouldst thou me?'\\nThy sweet child Sleep, the filmy-eyed,\\nMurmur'd like a noontide bee,\\n'Shall I nestle near thy side?\\nWouldst thou me?'\\u2014And I replied,\\n 'No, not thee!'\\n\\nDeath will come when thou art dead,\\n Soon, too soon\\u2014\\nSleep will come when thou art fled.\\nOf neither would I ask the boon\\nI ask of thee, beloved Night\\u2014\\nSwift be thine approaching flight,\\n Come soon, soon!\\n\\n\\nFirst aired: 6 August 2008\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"