To Mary —

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Percy Bysshe Shelley - Non-Music, Romanticism (Literature)

To Mary —

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[Published by Mrs. Shelley, "Posthumous Poems", 1824.] O Mary dear, that you were here With your brown eyes bright and clear. And your sweet voice, like a bird Singing love to its lone mate In the ivy bower disconsolate; Voice the sweetest ever heard! And your brow more… Than the … sky Of this azure Italy. Mary dear, come to me soon, I am not well whilst thou art far; As sunset to the sphered moon, As twilight to the western star, Thou, beloved, art to me. O Mary dear, that you were here; The Castle echo whispers 'Here!' ***

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  • Percy Bysshe Shelley