Welcome to anyone new to Souvenirs who's wandered here!
Our poets for this week are Percy Shelley and Carl Sandburg. So bring your favorite Shelley and Sandburg to read -- or brush up on some to recite.
We're also going to try something new this semester: We're choosing a specific poem for discussion from one of our poets. Here's this week's poem, Shelley's "Invocation":
| RARELY, rarely, comest thou, | |
| Spirit of Delight! | |
| Wherefore hast thou left me now | |
| Many a day and night? | |
| Many a weary night and day | 5 |
| 'Tis since thou art fled away. | |
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| How shall ever one like me | |
| Win thee back again? | |
| With the joyous and the free | |
| Thou wilt scoff at pain. | 10 |
| Spirit false! thou hast forgot | |
| All but those who need thee not. | |
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| As a lizard with the shade | |
| Of a trembling leaf, | |
| Thou with sorrow art dismay'd; | 15 |
| Even the sighs of grief | |
| Reproach thee, that thou art not near, | |
| And reproach thou wilt not hear. | |
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| Let me set my mournful ditty | |
| To a merry measure; | 20 |
| Thou wilt never come for pity, | |
| Thou wilt come for pleasure: | |
| Pity then will cut away | |
| Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay. | |
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| I love all that thou lovest, | 25 |
| Spirit of Delight! | |
| The fresh earth in new leaves drest | |
| And the starry night; | |
| Autumn evening, and the morn | |
| When the golden mists are born. | 30 |
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| I love snow, and all the forms | |
| Of the radiant frost; | |
| I love waves, and winds, and storms, | |
| Everything almost | |
| Which is Nature's, and may be | 35 |
| Untainted by man's misery. | |
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| I love tranquil solitude, | |
| And such society | |
| As is quiet, wise, and good; | |
| Between thee and me | 40 |
| What diff'rence? but thou dost possess | |
| The things I seek, not love them less. | |
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| I love Love—though he has wings, | |
| And like light can flee, | |
| But above all other things, | 45 |
| Spirit, I love thee— | |
| Thou art love and life! O come! | |
| Make once more my heart thy home! |
- Joanna