Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE MAGNETIC LADY TO HER PATIENT, by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: Sleep, sleep on! Forget thy pain Last Line: My chain.' Subject(s): Hypnotism; Williams, Edward; Williams, Jane | ||||||||
I 'SLEEP, sleep on! forget thy pain; My hand is on thy brow, My spirit on thy brain; My pity on thy heart, poor friend; And from my fingers flow The powers of life, and like a sign, Seal thee from thine hour of woe; And brood on thee, but may not blend With thine. II 'Sleep, sleep on! I love thee not; But when I think that he Who made and makes my lot As full of flowers, as thine of weeds, Might have been lost like thee; And that a hand which was not mine Might then have charmed his agony As I another's -- my heart bleeds For thine. III 'Sleep, sleep, and with the slumber of The dead and the unborn Forget thy life and love; Forget that thou must wake forever; Forget the world's dull scorn; Forget lost health, and the divine Feelings which died in youth's brief morn; And forget me, for I can never Be thine. IV 'Like a cloud big with a May shower, My soul weeps healing rain On thee, thou withered flower; It breathes mute music on thy sleep; Its odor calms thy brain! Its light within thy gloomy breast Spreads like a second youth again. By mine thy being is to its deep Possessed. V 'The spell is done. How feel you now?' 'Better -- quite well,' replied The sleeper, -- 'What would do You good when suffering and awake? What cure your head and side?' 'What would cure, that would kill me, Jane; And as I must on earth abide A while, yet tempt me not to break My chain.' | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...TO JANE: THE INVITATION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY TO JANE: THE RECOLLECTION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY WITH A GUITAR, TO JANE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY BUONA NOTTE by FRANCIS THOMPSON A DIRGE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ADONAIS; AN ELEGY ON THE DEATH OF JOHN KEATS by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ALASTOR; OR, THE SPIRIT OF SOLITUDE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY AUTUMN: A DIRGE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY ENGLAND IN 1819 by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY EPIPSYCHIDION by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY FEELINGS OF A REPUBLICAN ON THE FALL OF BONAPARTE by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEY |
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