Stanza, Written At Bracknell.
Topics: classic
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.
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"Thy dewy looks sink in my breast;..."
This evocative piece by Percy Bysshe Shelley, titled "Stanza, Written At Bracknell.", represents a masterful exploration of classic. The lines capture a profound emotional resonance... ### Why We Love This Line At Linespedia, we believe that poetry is the ultimate sanctuary for the soul...