Percy Bysshe Shelley
, "To Wordsworth," (1816)
Transcribed from page 13 of the 1839 Edward Moxon edition of Percy Bysshe Shelley's Poetical Works, Volume III.
- POET of Nature, thou hast wept to know
- That things depart which never may return;
- Childhood and youth, friendship and love's first glow,
- Have fled like sweet dreams, leaving three to mourn.
- These common woes I feel. One loss is mine,
- Which thou too feel'st; yet I alone deplore.
- Thou wert as a lone star, whose light did shine
- On some frail bark in winter's midnight roar:
- Thou hast like to a rock-built refuge stood
- Above the blind and battling multitude;
- In honoured poverty thy voice did weave
- Songs consecrate to truth and liberty,—
- Deserting these, thou leavest me to grieve,
- Thus having been, that thou shouldst cease to be.