Home

Cite

The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

by Percy Bysshe Shelley
3
5

4

 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.