Front Page Titles (by Subject) LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. - Posthumous Poems
LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR. - Percy Bysshe Shelley, Posthumous Poems 
Posthumous Poems (London: John and Henry L. Hunt, 1824).
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LINES TO AN INDIAN AIR.
- I arise from dreams of thee
- In the first sweet sleep of night,
- When the winds are breathing low,
- And the stars are shining bright:
- I arise from dreams of thee,
- And a spirit in my feet
- Has led me—who knows how?
- To thy chamber window, sweet!
- The wandering airs they faint
- On the dark, the silent stream—
- The champak odours fail
- Like sweet thoughts in a dream;
- The nightingale’s complaint,
- It dies upon her heart,
- As I must on thine,
- Beloved as thou art!
- O lift me from the grass!
- I die, I faint, I fail!
- Let thy love in kisses rain
- On my lips and eyelids pale.
- My cheek is cold and white, alas!
- My heart beats loud and fast,
- Oh! press it close to thine again,
- Where it will break at last.