O mighty mind, in whose deep stream this age
Shakes like a reed in the unheeding storm,
Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage?
"To Byron"
Percy Bysshe Shelley
"Life is a dream. 'Tis waking that kills us."
O mighty mind, in whose deep stream this age
Shakes like a reed in the unheeding storm,
Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage?
"To Byron"
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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