Shelley Sunday: ‘Lines’ (1821)

Lines (Written in 1821)

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

 

 

Far, far away, O ye

Halcyons of Memory,

Seek some far calmer nest

Than this abandoned breast!

No news of your false spring

To my heart’s winter bring

Once having gone, in vain

Ye come again.

 

Vultures, who build your bowers

High in the Future’s towers,

Withered hopes on hopes are spread!

Dying joys, choked by the dead,

Will serve your beaks for prey

Many a day.

 

Image Source: Cocaine’s World. Tumblr

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