Percy Bysshe Shelley Quotes

O lift me from the grass! I die! I faint! I fail! Let thy love in kisses rain On my lips and eyelids pale. My cheek is cold and white, alas! My heart beats loud and fast: O press it to thine own again, Where it will break at last!
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley

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