Percy Bysshe Shelley endures this day because the nice Promethean bard of the excessive Romantic interval who's top remembered for extolling the elegant and putting forward the potential for transcendence.
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Smile on as though I by no means went apart to groan, And put on this masks of falsehood even to these who're so much dear—not for my very own repose— 310 unfortunately! no scorn or soreness or hate will be So heavy as that falsehood is to me— yet that i will not endure extra altered faces Than wishes needs to be, extra replaced and chilly embraces, extra distress, unhappiness, and distrust 315 to possess me for his or her father … could the dirt have been coated in upon my physique now! That the lifestyles ceased to toil inside of my forehead! after which those innovations could a minimum of be fled; allow us to no longer worry such ache can vex the useless. 320 ‘What energy delights to torture us? i do know That to myself i don't totally owe What now I undergo, although partly i'll. unluckily! none strewed candy vegetation upon the way in which the place wandering heedlessly, I met light soreness 325 My shadow, in an effort to depart me now not back— If i've got erred, there has been no pleasure in errors, yet discomfort and insult and unrest and terror; i have never as a few do, acquired penitence With excitement, and a gloomy but candy offence, 330 For them,—if love and tenderness and fact Had overlived hope’s short-term formative years, My creed must have redeemed me from repenting; yet loathèd scorn and outrage unrelenting Met love inquisitive about some distance different seeming 335 till the top used to be won … as one from dreaming Of sweetest peace, I woke, and located my nation reminiscent of it really is. — ‘O Thou, my spirit’s mate Who, for thou artwork compassionate and clever, Wouldst pity me from thy such a lot light eyes 340 If this unhappy writing thou shouldst ever see— My mystery groans has to be unheard via thee, Thou wouldst weep tears sour as blood to understand Thy misplaced friend’s incommunicable woe. ‘Ye few by means of whom my nature has been weighed 345 In friendship, allow me no longer that identify degrade by way of putting in your hearts the key load Which crushes mine to airborne dirt and dust. there's one highway To peace and that's fact, which persist with ye! Love occasionally leads off beam to distress. 350 but imagine no longer even though subdued—and i'll good Say that i'm subdued—that the total Hell inside of me might infect the untainted breast Of sacred nature with its personal unrest; As a few perverted beings imagine to discover 355 In scorn or hate a medication for the brain Which scorn or hate have wounded—O how useless! The dagger heals no longer yet could rend back … think that i'm ever nonetheless an identical In creed as in get to the bottom of, and what could tame 360 My center, needs to go away the knowledge loose, Or all may sink during this prepared affliction— Nor dream that i'll subscribe to the vulgar cry; Or with my silence sanction tyranny; Or search a moment’s protect from my ache 365 In any insanity which the area calls achieve, Ambition or revenge or concepts as stern As these which make me what i'm; or flip To avarice or misanthropy or lust … Heap on me quickly, O grave, thy welcome dirt! 370 until then the dungeon may well call for its prey, And Poverty and disgrace may perhaps meet and say— Halting beside me at the public method— “That love-devoted adolescence is ours—let’s sit down Beside him—he could dwell a few six months but.
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