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Percy Bysshe Shelley - Lines: The cold earth slept below
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I. 
    The cold earth slept below; 
        Above the cold sky shone;
           And all around,
           With a chilling sound,
    From caves of ice and fields of snow
    The breath of night like death did flow
           Beneath the sinking moon.

II.
    The wintry hedge was black;
        The green grass was not seen;
          The birds did rest
          On the bare thorn`s breast,
   Whose roots, beside the pathway track,
   Had bound their folds o`er many a crack
          Which the frost had made between.

III.
   Thine eyes glow`d in the glare
       Of the moon`s dying light;
          As a fen-fire`s beam
          On a sluggish stream
   Gleams dimly—so the moon shone there,
   And it yellow`d the strings of thy tangled hair,
          That shook in the wind of night.

IV.
   The moon made thy lips pale, beloved;
       The wind made thy bosom chill;
          The night did shed
          On thy dear head
   Its frozen dew, and thou didst lie
   Where the bitter breath of the naked sky
          Might visit thee at will.
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