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Sonnet to Byron

Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822
Lines:14Movement:Romanticism
If I esteemed you less, Envy would killPleasure, and leave to Wonder and DespairThe ministration of the thoughts that fillThe mind which, like a worm whose life may shareA portion of the unapproachable,Marks your creations rise as fast and fairAs perfect worlds at the Creator's will. But such is my regard that nor your powerTo soar above the heights where others ,Nor fame, that shadow of the unborn hourCast from the envious future on the time,Move one regret for his unhonoured nameWho dares these words:--the worm beneath the sodMay lift itself in homage of the God.