To Edward Williams

To Edward Williams by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The speaker explains that seeing friends less often spares the grief and undying hopes their comfort awakens, although that comfort also feels indispensable. The public role of author offers no peace, and a flower oracle yields a sad answer. The speaker imagines rest when the heart ceases to throb and sends these verses to a friend trusted to understand another's suffering.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Melancholic Poetry · 627 words

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The serpent is shut out from Paradise. / The wounded deer must seek the herb no more / In which its heart-cure lies: / The widowed dove must cease to haunt a bower / Like that from which its mate with feigned sighs / Fled in the April hour. / I too must seldom seek again / Near happy friends a mitigated pain.

Of hatred I am proud,-with scorn content; / Indifference, that once hurt me, now is grown / Itself indifferent; / But, not to speak of love, pity alone / Can break a spirit already more than bent. / The miserable one / Turns the mind's poison into food,- / Its medicine is tears,-its evil good.

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friendship · sympathy · grief · longing · flower divination

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