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Percy Shelley

Percy Shelley

Fragment: Thoughts Come and Go in Solitude

My thoughts arise and fade in solitude,
The verse that would invest them melts away
Like moonlight in the heaven of spreading day:
How beautiful they were, how firm they stood,
Flecking the starry sky like woven pearl!

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