Song of Proserpine
WHILE GATHERING FLOWERS ON THE PLAIN OF ENNA
By
Percy Shelley
1820
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Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth,
Thou from whose immortal bosom
Gods and men and beasts have birth,
Leaf and blade, and bud and blossom,
Breathe thine influence most divine
On thine own child, Proserpine.
If with mists of evening dew
Thou dost nourish these young flowers
Till they grown in scent and hue
Fairest children of the Hours,
Breathe thine influence most divine
On thine own child, Proserpine.
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