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William Stanley Braithwaite, ed.  The Book of Georgian Verse.  1909.
To ———
By Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792–1822)
ONE word is too often profaned
  For me to profane it,
One feeling too falsely disdained
  For thee to disdain it.
One hope is too like despair        5
  For prudence to smother,
And pity from thee more dear
  Than that from another.
I can give not what men call love,
  But wilt thou accept not        10
The worship the heart lifts above
  And the Heavens reject not,—
The desire of the moth for the star,
  Of the night for the morrow,
The devotion to something afar        15
  From the sphere of our sorrow?

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