. The complete works of Percy Bysshe Shelley ... . Against thy short-lived fame: or thou dost loadWith cowardice and crime the groaning land, 59 Queen Mab A pomp-fed king. Look to thy wretched self!Aye, art thou not the veriest slave that eerCrawled on the loathing earth ? Are not thy daysDays of unsatisfying listlessness ?Dost thou not cry, ere nights long rack is will the morning come ? Is not thy youthA vain and feverish dream of sensualism ?Thy manhood blighted with unripe disease?Are not thy views of unregretted deathDrear, comfortless, and horrible ? Thy it not morbid as


. The complete works of Percy Bysshe Shelley ... . Against thy short-lived fame: or thou dost loadWith cowardice and crime the groaning land, 59 Queen Mab A pomp-fed king. Look to thy wretched self!Aye, art thou not the veriest slave that eerCrawled on the loathing earth ? Are not thy daysDays of unsatisfying listlessness ?Dost thou not cry, ere nights long rack is will the morning come ? Is not thy youthA vain and feverish dream of sensualism ?Thy manhood blighted with unripe disease?Are not thy views of unregretted deathDrear, comfortless, and horrible ? Thy it not morbid as thy nerveless of judgment, hope, or love?And dost thou wish the errors to surviveThat bar thee from all sympathies of good,After the miserable interestThou holdst in their protraction ? When the graveHas swallowed up thy memory and thyself,Dost thou desire the bane that poisons earth60 Queen Mab To twine its roots around thy coffined clay,Spring from thy bones, and blossom on thy tomb,That of its fruit thy babes may eat and die ?. 6i V.


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