The Widow
I’ll dwell in sorrow while I see unbroken Calm of shores of some hidden sea O’er which the rising tempest can break, That washes forth wild songs like hope from all beyond.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Widow
I’ll dwell in sorrow while I see unbroken Calm of shores of some hidden sea O’er which the rising tempest can break, That washes forth wild songs like hope from all beyond.
— Percy Bysshe Shelley