| James and Mary Ford, eds. Every Day in the Year. 1902. | | | | December 30 | | On His Marriage to Mary Godwin | | By Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822) |
| | December 30, 1816
* * * * * UPON my heart thy accents sweet | |
| Of peace and pity fell like dew | |
| On flowers half dead; thy lips did meet | |
| Mine tremblingly: thy dark eyes threw | |
| Their soft persuasion on my brain, | 5 |
| Charming away the dream of pain. | |
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| We are not happy, sweet! our state | |
| Is strange, and full of doubt and fear; | |
| More need of words that ills abate;— | |
| Reserve or censure come not near | 10 |
| Our sacred friendship, lest there be | |
| No solace left for thee and me. | |
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| Gentle and good and mild thou art: | |
| Nor can I live if thou appear | |
| Aught but thyself, or turn thine heart | 15 |
| Away from me, or stoop to wear | |
| The mask of scorn, although it be | |
| To hide the love thou feel’st for me. | | | | |
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