
The poem describes a moonlit scene at St. Irvyne's Tower, where a dark gray turret glimmers under the silver light of the moon while an owl shrieks in the stillness. A speaker laments the concealment of death and the inability of human minds to unveil the future, describing a heart torn by the world that sinks into death.
By Percy Bysshe Shelley · Genre: Romantic Poetry, Gothic Poetry, Lyric Poetry · 237 words
How swiftly through Heaven's wide expanse / Bright day's resplendent colours fade! / How sweetly does the moonbeam's glance / With silver tint St. Irvyne's glade!
No cloud along the spangled air, / Is borne upon the evening breeze; / How solemn is the scene! how fair / The moonbeams rest upon the trees!
Yon dark gray turret glimmers white, / Upon it sits the mournful owl; / Along the stillness of the night, / Her melancholy shriekings roll.
But not alone on Irvyne's tower, / The silver moonbeam pours her ray; / It gleams upon the ivied bower, / It dances in the cascade's spray.
romanticism · gothic · mortality · night · moonlight · melancholy · owl
St. Irvyne's Tower is listed on Textopian as a poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley, dated Date unknown.
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