Percy Bysshe Shelley
And That I Walk Thus Proudly Crowned Withal - Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley
And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal
Is that 'tis my distinction; if I fall,
I shall not weep out of the vital day,
To-morrow dust, nor wear a dull decay.
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