Lyric Poem · Peace
The Birth of Pleasure
At the creation of the Earth
Pleasure, that divinest birth,
From the soil of Heaven did rise,
Wrapped in sweet wild melodies —
Like an exhalation wreathing
To the sound of air low-breathing
Through Aeolian pines, which make
A shade and shelter to the lake
Whence it rises soft and slow;
Her life-breathing did flow
In the harmony divine
Of an ever-lengthening line
Which enwrapped her perfect form
With a beauty clear and warm.
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Quick facts
- Poem
- The Birth of Pleasure
- Poet
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Length
- 14 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Peace
Craft notes
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- Shape
- 14 lines · one 14-line stanza
- Line length
- Lines run 7-8 syllables (median 7). No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.
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- Author record
- Percy Bysshe Shelley1792–1822
- Source record
- PoetryDBThe Birth of Pleasure by percy-bysshe-shelley, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
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- SHA-256 016af898cb3fb01b…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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