The Birth of Pleasure
Percy Bysshe Shelley
1792 to 1822
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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In the harmony divine
Which enwrapped her perfect form
Wrapped in sweet wild melodies—
A shade and shelter to the lake
Of an ever-lengthening line
From the soil of Heaven did rise,
Through Aeolian pines, which make
To the sound of air low-breathing
Like an exhalation wreathing
Her life-breathing [limbs] did flow
At the creation of the Earth
With a beauty clear and warm.
Pleasure, that divinest birth,
Whence it rises soft and slow;