Caricamento in corso...

Fragment of a Sonnet. Farewell to North Devon

Where man’s profane and tainting hand
Nature’€™s primaeval loveliness has marred,
And some few souls of the high bliss debarred
Which else obey her powerful command;
...mountain piles
That load in grandeur Cambria’s emerald vales.
Altre opere di Percy Shelley ...