Written At Bracknell Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Written At Bracknell
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Thy dewy looks sink in my breast;
Thy gentle words stir poison there;
Thou hast disturbed the only rest
That was the portion of despair!
Subdued to Duty's hard control,
I could have borne my wayward lot:
The chains that bind this ruined soul
Had cankered then-but crushed it not.
Thursday, April 1, 2010
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