I arise from dreams of thee
In the fi rst sweet sleep of night,
When the winds are breathing low,
And the stars are shining bright.
I arise from dreams of thee,
And a spirit in my feet
Hath led me – who knows how? –
To thy window chamber, sweet!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Whether your love is comparable to Shakespeare’s summer’s day, Donne’s daybreak or Keats’ merciless beauty, this collection of renowned romantic poetry contains lines that give voice to your feelings. Tender and passionate, it belongs in the pockets of lovers everywhere.
