object:1.pbs - The Isle
author class:Percy Bysshe Shelley
book class:Shelley - Poems
subject class:Poetry
subject class:Fiction
class:chapter
There was a little lawny islet
By anemone and violet,
Like mosaic, paven:
And its roof was flowers and leaves
Which the summer’s breath enweaves,
Where nor sun nor showers nor breeze
Pierce the pines and tallest trees,
Each a gem engraven;--
Girt by many an azure wave
With which the clouds and mountains pave
A lake's blue chasm.
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