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ReadingWillow structured literacy program for Australian students

To Mary --

Percy Bysshe Shelley·1792–1822
Lines:16Movement:Romanticism
O Mary dear, that you were hereWith your brown eyes bright and clear.And your sweet voice, like a birdSinging love to its lone mateIn the ivy bower disconsolate;Voice the sweetest ever heard!And your brow more...Than the ... skyOf this azure Italy.Mary dear, come to me soon,I am not well whilst thou art far;As sunset to the sphered moon,As twilight to the western star,Thou, beloved, art to me. O Mary dear, that you were here;The Castle echo whispers 'Here!'