Lyric Poem · Love
To Ianthe
1I love thee, Baby! for thine own sweet sake;
2Those azure eyes, that faintly dimpled cheek,
3Thy tender frame, so eloquently weak,
4Love in the sternest heart of hate might wake;
5But more when o'er thy fitful slumber bending
6Thy mother folds thee to her wakeful heart,
7Whilst love and pity, in her glances blending,
8All that thy passive eyes can feel impart:
9More, when some feeble lineaments of her,
10Who bore thy weight beneath her spotless bosom,
11As with deep love I read thy face, recur, —
12More dear art thou, O fair and fragile blossom;
13Dearest when most thy tender traits express
14The image of thy mother's loveliness.
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Quick facts
- Poem
- To Ianthe
- Poet
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Length
- 14 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem
- Themes
- Love, Nature, Childhood
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- Shape
- 14 lines · one 14-line stanza
- Line length
- Lines run 10-11 syllables (median 10), consistent with pentameter. 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
- PoetryDBTo Ianthe by percy-bysshe-shelley, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
- Text fingerprint
- SHA-256 233958cd732f5ae1…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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