I feel my griefs too, and there scarce is ground. Upon my flesh t'inflict another wound. Yet dare I not complain, or wish for death. With holy Paul; lest it be thought the breath. Of discontent; or that these prayers be. For weariness of life, not love of thee.
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- Author's profession: Poet
- Nationality: english
- Born: June 11, 1572
- Died: August 6, 1637
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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!
Percy Bysshe Shelley