...blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...Black rain, and fire, and hail, will burst: oh, hear! And then I wept: at the remembrance of it, at the sound of it, at its despair, and for the loss of...

...blue surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh, hear! 3 Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the coil...

...surface of thine airy surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head 20 Of some fierce Maenad,120 even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: Oh hear! 3 Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, 30 Lulled by the...

...surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head 20 Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh, hear! Ill Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the...

...there are spread On the blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of...Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh, hear! in Thou, who didst waken from his summer dreams The blue Mediterranean, where he lay, Lulled by the...

...grip of Autumn? Like Keats, with heavy, sonorous M'S and o's and o"s, and long drawn-out diphthongs: Thou dirge Of the dying year, to which this closing...atmosphere Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: O hear ... One will remark how in the last line the poet adjusts his phonetics to move, at first lumberingly,...

...blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulcher, Vaulted with all thy congregated might Of vapors, from whose solid atmosphere Black rain,...

...blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's...which this closing night Will be the dome of a vast sepulcher, Vaulted with all thy congregated might Of vapors, from whose solid atmosphere Black rain,...

...blue surface of thine aery surge, Like the bright h.iir uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. [...] (Shelley 1954, 514: 15-23) Die Fragen, die der Leser (Leavis zufolge) hier nicht mehr stellen...

...very high, fleecy cirrus clouds: Like the bright hair uplifted from the head Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge Of the horizon to the Zenith's height, The locks of the approaching storm. (Percy Bysshe Shelley, "Ode to the West Wind") ,' >"'•' '/»'warm air surlace COLD FRONT warm air...