AUGUST FOURTEENTH

Parasite flowers illumine with dewy gems

The lampless halls, and when they fade, the sky

Peeps through their winter-woof of tracery

With moonlight patches, or star atoms keen,

Or fragments of the day's intense serene;

Working mosaic on their Parian floors.

Epipsychidion

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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