Front Page Titles (by Subject) TO CONSTANTIA, SINGING. - Posthumous Poems
TO CONSTANTIA, SINGING. - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Posthumous Poems 
Posthumous Poems (London: John and Henry L. Hunt, 1824).
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- Thus to be lost and thus to sink and die,
- Perchance were death indeed!—Constantia, turn!
- In thy dark eyes a power like light doth lie,
- Even though the sounds which were thy voice, which burn
- Between thy lips, are laid to sleep;
- Within thy breath, and on thy hair, like odour it is yet,
- And from thy touch like fire doth leap.
- Even while I write, my burning cheeks are wet,
- Alas, that the torn heart can bleed, but not forget!
- A breathless awe, like the swift change
- Unseen, but felt in youthful slumbers,
- Wild, sweet, but uncommunicably strange,
- Thou breathest now in fast ascending numbers.
- The cope of heaven seems rent and cloven
- By the inchantment of thy strain,
- And on my shoulders wings are woven,
- To follow its sublime career,
- Beyond the mighty moons that wane
- Upon the verge of nature’s utmost sphere,
- ’Till the world’s shadowy walls are past and disappear.
- Her voice is hovering o’er my soul—it lingers
- O’ershadowing it with soft and lulling wings,
- The blood and life within those snowy fingers
- Teach witchcraft to the instrumental strings.
- My brain is wild, my breath comes quick—
- The blood is listening in my frame,
- And thronging shadows, fast and thick,
- Fall on my overflowing eyes;
- My heart is quivering like a flame;
- As morning dew, that in the sunbeam dies,
- I am dissolved in these consuming extacies.
- I have no life, Constantia, now, but thee,
- Whilst, like the world-surrounding air, thy song
- Flows on, and fills all things with melody.—
- Now is thy voice a tempest swift and strong,
- On which, like one is trance upborne,
- Secure o’er rocks and waves I sweep,
- Rejoicing like a cloud of morn.
- Now ’tis the breath of summer night,
- Which when the starry waters sleep,
- Round western isles, with incense-blossoms bright,
- Lingering, suspends my soul in its voluptuous flight.