22.12.12

Merry Christmas everyone



"Song of Proserpine."

Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth,
Thou from whose immortal bosom
Gods and men and beasts have birth,
     Leaf and blade, and bud and blossom,
Breathe thine influence most divine
On thine own child, Proserpine.

If with mists of evening dew
     Thou dost nourish these young flowers
Till they grow in scent and hue
     Fairest children of the Hours,
Breathe thine influence most divine
On thine own child, Proserpine.


Poème de Percy Bysshe Shelley,
écrit pour sa femme Mary Shelley en tant que paroles d'une chanson en 1839. 

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