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Percy Bysshe Shelley

  • Bardolatorhar citeretsidste år
    If I were a dead leaf thou mightest bear;

    If I were a swift cloud to fly with thee;
  • Bardolatorhar citeretsidste år
    Oh, lift me as a wave, a leaf, a cloud!

    I fall upon the thorns of life! I bleed!
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Day’s ruddy light. The tomb of thy dead self

    Which one vexed ghost inhabits, night and day,

    Is all, lost child, that now remains of thee!
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    ‘Inheritor of more than earth can give,
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Thine eyes glowed in the glare

    Of the moon’s dying light;
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Misery—O Misery,

    This world is all too wide for thee.
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Her voice did quiver as we parted,

    Yet knew I not that heart was broken

    From which it came, and I departed

    Heeding not the words then spoken.
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Even while I write, my burning cheeks are wet.

    Alas, that the torn heart can bleed, but not forget!
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    Even while I write, my burning cheeks are wet—

    Alas, that the torn heart can bleed but not forget.
  • ann karagwahar citeretsidste år
    My brain is wild, my breath comes quick—

    The blood is listening in my frame,

    And thronging shadows, fast and thick,

    Fall on my overflowing eyes;

    My heart is quivering like a flame;
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