A Lament

O World! O Life! O Time!
On whose last steps I climb,
Trembling at that where I had stood before;
When will return the glory of your prime?
No more -Oh, never more!

Out of the day and night
A joy has taken flight:
Fresh spring, and summer, and winter hoar
Move my faint heart with grief, but with delight
No more -Oh, never more!

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

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It was a pleasure to read your work. Thank you for sharing Marta
lament note- Out of the day and night A joy has taken flight: ......... Move my faint heart with grief, but with delight O no, never more.......! all are the wood of indifferent, phrase of soreness.....
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My faint heart no more
How Shelley, the master wordsmith, can make even grief come alive with feeling! How his lamenting lines invoke both sympathy and empathy from the reader even 200 years down the line! PBS lives!
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