updated_at,id,text,theme,metaphor,work_id,reviewed_on,provenance,created_at,comments,context,dictionary 2009-09-14 19:46:51 UTC,16427,"Not until my dream became
Like a child's legend on the tideless sand.
Which the first foam erases half, and half
Leaves legible
. At length I rose, and went,
Visiting my flowers from pot to pot, and thought 155
To set new cuttings in the empty urns,
And when I came to that beside the lattice,
I saw two little dark-green leaves
Lifting the light mould at their birth, and then
I half-remembered my forgotten dream.","","""Not until my dream became / Like a child's legend on the tideless sand. / Which the first foam erases half, and half / Leaves legible""",6206,,"Reading Reisner, Thomas A. ""Tablua Rasa: Shelley's Metaphor of Mind."" Ariel IV.2 (197): 90-102. p. 95.",2006-10-03 00:00:00 UTC,•I've included twice: Legend and Sand,"",""