‘ODE TO THE WEST WIND

May 18, 2007
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Drive my dead thoughts over the universe

Like wither’d leaves, to quicken a new birth;

And, by the incarnation of this verse,

Scatter, as from an unextinguish’d hearth

Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind.

 

                                      Percy Bysshe Shelly

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