Ode to the West Wind

Percy Bysshe Shelley

1

O wild West Wind, thou breath of Autumn's being

Thou, from whose unseen presence the leaves are dead

Are driven, like ghosts from an enchanter fleeing,

Yellow, and black, and pale, and hectic red,

Pestilence-stricken multitudes: O thou

Who charmest to their dark wintry bed

The winged seeds, where they lie cold and low,

Each like a corpse within its grave, until

Thine azure sister of the Spring shall blow

Her clarion o'er the dreaming earth, and fill

(Driving sweet buds like flocks to feed in air)

With living hues and odors plain and hill:

Wild Spirit, which art moving everywhere;

Destroyer and presserver; hear, oh, hear!

2

Thou on whose stream, 'mid the steep sky's commotion,

Loose clouds like earth's decaying leaves are shedd,

Shook from the tangled boughs of Heaven and Ocean,

angels of rain and lightning: there are spread

On the blue surface of thine airy surge,

Like the bright hair uplifted from the head

Of some fierce Maenad, even from the dim verge

Of the horizon to the Zenith's height,

The locks of the approaching storm.Thou dirge

Of the dying y

ear, to which this closing night

Will be the dome of a vast sepulchre,

Vaulted with all thy congregated might

Of vaporsr, from whose solid atmosphere

Black rain, and fire, and hail will burst: oh, hear!

3

Thou who didst waken from his summer dreams

The blue Mediterranean, where he lay,

Lulled by the coil of his crystalline streams

Beside a pumice isle in Baiae's bay,

And saw in sleep old palaces and fowers

Quivering within the eave's intenser day,

All overgrown with azure moss and flowers

So sweet, the sense faints picturing them!Thou

For whose path the Atlantic's level powers

Cleave themselves into chasms, while far below

The sea-blooms and the oozy woods which wear

The sapless foliage of the ocean, know

Thy voice, and suddenly grow gray with fear,

And tremble and espoil themselves: oh, hear!

4

If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;

If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee:

A wave to pant beneath thy power, and share

The impulse of thy strength, only less free

Than thou, O uncontrollable! If even

I were as im my boyhood, and could be

The comrade of thy wanderigs over Heaven,

As then, when to outstrip thy skiey speed

Scarce seem'd a vision; I would ne'er have striven

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thus with thee in prayer in my sore need.

Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!

I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!

A heavy weight of hours has chained and bowed

One too lke thee: tameless, and swift, and proud.

5

Make me thy lyre, even as the forest is:

What if my leavers are falling like its own!

The tmult of thy mighty harmonies

Will take from both a deep, autumnal tone,

Sweet though in sadness. Be thou, Spirit fierce,

My spirit! Be thou me, impetuous one!

Drive my dead thoughts over the universe

Like withered leaves to quicken a new birth!

And , by the incantation of this verse,

Scatter, is from an unextinguished hearth

Ashes and sparks, my words among mankind!

Be through my lips to unawakened earth

The trumpet of a prophecy! O Wind,

If Winter comes, can Spring be far behind?

Shelley (1792-1822) was born in Sussex, England. In 1816, he went to Switzerland and became friends with Byron. In 1822, he went out to sea in a sailboat with his friends. When he encountered a storm, the boat sank and he died. His works include the long poems "Queen Mab" and "Adonais".

"Ode to the West Wind" has five stanzas, and the rhyme arrangement of each stanza is: aba, bcb, cdc, ded, ee.

Ode to the West Wind

Percy Bysshe Shelley

1

Oh, wild west wind, you bring the autumn air Blowing fiercely,

swept away the fallen leaves without showing one's face,

just like a mage driving away a group of ghosts,

driving away a group of yellow, green, red, black and purple

Those monsters infected with the plague——

Oh, you let the seeds grow wings and fly into the air,

and then they fell and were buried deep in the cold soil,

Like a corpse lying in the grave, but once

your cyan Dongfeng sister comes back,

Blows the silver trumpet for the sleeping earth

Driven the flock-like buds to drink up the atmosphere,

it blew out the tender colors of the fields and the fragrance everywhere.

Wild elves! You blow all over the mountains and rivers of the earth,

Destroyer, protector, listen - listen to my song!

2

You stir up the sky, causing clouds to fall

Like fallen leaves; you shake the sky and the sea,

Don’t allow them to grow old The trees are tangled in a pile;

You drove away the rain and lightning,

I saw only the blue sky where you were galloping

Suddenly there was a golden blond hair. Throw it aside,

Like a priestess of the God of Sprinkles, she was furious,

It covered her long hair for half the sky,

Breaking the storm The coming is announced.

You sing an elegy to bid farewell to your remaining years,

Tonight the sky is like a round tomb,

covered by a cloud of turbid clouds,

But it couldn't stop the breakthrough of electric fire and hail,

There was even more black rain that destroyed everything! Oh, listen to my song!

3

You have disturbed the summer dream of the Mediterranean,

it lies still in the clear blue water,

listening to the waves The lullaby, and sleepiness was deep,

In the haziness, it saw beside the stone island outside Nanguo Harbor,

the ancient palaces and buildings under the scorching sun

casting shadows Swinging in the sea water,

Their walls are covered with flowers and moss,

The fragrance is intoxicating just thinking about it!

The Pacific Ocean is frightened by your arrival.

They split the sea water in half to clear the way for you.

Under the sea there are beautiful trees sleeping. ,

Despite being deep dived, as soon as I hear your call of forgiveness

I will change my color at the sound, and I will see each one shuddering - oh, listen to me song!

4

If I could be a fallen leaf that floats around for you,

If I could be a flowing cloud that flies with you,

Or a wave rolls under your power,

If I can have your sharpness and momentum,

Even if I can't compare with your uninhibited unrestrained unrestrainedness,

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But as long as I can regain my childlike innocence,

I can accompany you to fly in the sky,

Catching up with you at that time may not be a dream,

How could I have fallen into such despair?

I beg you to save me!

Oh, sweep me away like fallen leaves, waves, and flowing clouds!

I fell on the thorn tree of life, and blood flowed all over my body!

The years are as heavy as iron chains, pressing down on my soul

Originally, I was just like you: proud, elegant, and untamed.

5

Let me be your harp, just like a forest,

Even if we all lose our leaves, it doesn’t matter!

The autumn colors on our bodies are stained,

so as to add a deep echo to your wild music,

sweet and desolate. Give me your swift energy!

Bold elf, become me, and borrow your sharp edge,

Sweep my decayed thoughts out of the universe,

Sweep away the dead leaves and bring new life To inspire;

Use the rhymes of my poetry to make spells,

Like sparks blowing from an unquenched stove,

Spread my words among the crowd !

To the sleeping earth, use my mouth as a cough,

Blow a prophecy! Oh, west wind,

Winter has arrived, can spring be far behind?