Here's a bit from Percy Bysshe Shelley. I'm quoting the whole thing so you know the context.
The day passed thus: at night, methought in dream A shape of speechless beauty did appear: It stood like light on a careering stream Of golden clouds which shook the atmosphere;-- A winged youth, his radiant brow did wear The Morning Star: a wild dissolving bliss Over my frame he breathed, approaching near, And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss,--
(XLII, The Revolt of Islam)
It just super reminds me of something Jeeves would associate with Bertie. Donno how quotable it is, though.
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Date: 2009-05-07 08:39 am (UTC)The day passed thus: at night, methought in dream
A shape of speechless beauty did appear:
It stood like light on a careering stream
Of golden clouds which shook the atmosphere;--
A winged youth, his radiant brow did wear
The Morning Star: a wild dissolving bliss
Over my frame he breathed, approaching near,
And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness
Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss,--
(XLII, The Revolt of Islam)
It just super reminds me of something Jeeves would associate with Bertie. Donno how quotable it is, though.