The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley (ed. Hutchinson, 1914)/To William Shelley (2)

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TO WILLIAM SHELLEY

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, Posthumous Works, 1824. The fragment included in the Harvard MS. book.]

(With what truth may I[1] say—
Roma! Roma! Roma!
Non è più come era prima!)

I
My lost William, thou in whom
Some bright spirit lived, and did
That decaying robe consume
Which its lustre faintly hid,—
Here its ashes find a tomb. 5
But beneath this pyramid
Thou art not—if a thing divine
Like thee can die, thy funeral shrine
Is thy mother's grief and mine.

II
Where art thou, my gentle child? 10
Let me think thy spirit feeds,
With[2] its life intense and mild,
The love of living leaves and weeds
Among these tombs and ruins wild;—
Let me think that through low seeds 15
Of sweet[3] flowers and sunny grass
Into their hues and scents may pass
A portion——

  1. To William Shelley.—Motto 1 may I Harvard MS.; I may 1824.
  2. 12 With Harvard MS., Mrs. Shelley, 1847; Within 1824, 1839.
  3. 16 Of sweet Harvard MS.; Of the sweet 1824, 1839.