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The Lament, by Edward Burne-Jones
Percy Shelley

Percy Shelley

A Lament

O World! O life! O time!
On whose last steps I climb,
Trembling at that where I had stood before;
When will return the glory of your prime?
No more—oh, never more!
 
Out of the day and night
A joy has taken flight;
Fresh spring, and summer, and winter hoar,
Move my faint heart with grief, but with delight
No more—oh, never more!

#English #Romanticism #XIXCentury

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