Maxioms by Percy Bysshe Shelley
No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
No change, no pause, no hope! Yet I endure.
Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books read more
Better than all measures
Of delightful sound,
Better than all treasures
That in books are found,
Thy skilled to poet were, thou scorner of the ground!
Those who inflict must suffer, for they see
The work of their own hearts, and that must be
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Those who inflict must suffer, for they see
The work of their own hearts, and that must be
Our chastisement or recompense.
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
The more we study the more we discover our ignorance.
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers read more
Like a glowworm golden, in a dell of dew,
Scattering unbeholden its aerial blue
Among the flowers and grass which screen it from the view.
