Fragment, Or The Triumph Of Conscience

Percy Bysshe Shelley 1792 (Horsham) – 1822 (Lerici)



'Twas dead of the night when I sate in my dwelling,
One glimmering lamp was expiring and low,--
Around the dark tide of the tempest was swelling,
Along the wild mountains night-ravens were yelling,
They bodingly presaged destruction and woe!

'Twas then that I started, the wild storm was howling,
Nought was seen, save the lightning that danced on the sky,
Above me the crash of the thunder was rolling,
And low, chilling murmurs the blast wafted by.--

My heart sank within me, unheeded the jar
Of the battling clouds on the mountain-tops broke,
Unheeded the thunder-peal crashed in mine ear,
This heart hard as iron was stranger to fear,
But conscience in low noiseless whispering spoke.
’Twas then that her form on the whirlwind uprearing,
The dark ghost of the murdered Victoria strode,
Her right hand a blood reeking dagger was bearing,
She swiftly advanced to my lonesome abode.--
I wildly then called on the tempest to bear me!
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Submitted on May 13, 2011

Modified on March 14, 2023

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Quick analysis:

Scheme ABAAB ACAC XDXXDAEAEX
Closest metre Iambic pentameter
Characters 933
Words 165
Stanzas 3
Stanza Lengths 5, 4, 12

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