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To Constantia: Stanzas 1 and 2

Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822
Lines:16Movement:Romanticism
As restored by Mr. C.D. Locock. Cease, cease--for such wild lessons madmen learnThus to be lost, and thus to sink and diePerchance were death indeed!--Constantia turnIn thy dark eyes a power like light doth lieEven though the sounds its voice that wereBetween lips are laid to sleep:Within thy breath, and on thy hairLike odour, it is yetAnd from thy touch like fire doth leap--Even while I write, my burning cheeks are wet--Alas, that the torn heart can bleed but not forget.  breathless awe like the swift changeOf dreams unseen but felt in youthful slumbersWild sweet yet incommunicably strangeThou breathest now in fast ascending numbers...