poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

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To Mary Shelley

THE world is dreary,
And I'm weary
Of wandering on without thee, Mary;
A joy was erewhile
In thy voice and thy smile,
And 'tis gone, when I should be gone too, Mary.

Poem Submitted: Thursday, April 1, 2010

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (4/20/2020 3:35:00 AM)

    THE world is dreary,
    And I'm weary
    Of wandering on without thee, Mary; your voice and smile...... love. tony

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  • Chinedu DikeChinedu Dike (10/31/2019 7:09:00 PM)

    Well expressed thoughts and feelings. An insightful piece of poetry written with conviction. Thanks for sharing.......................

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