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FRAGMENT: ‘WHEN A LOVER CLASPS HIS FAIREST’
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When a lover clasps his fairest,Then be our dread sport the rarest.
Their caresses were like the chaff
In the tempest, and be our laugh
His despair—her epitaph!
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When a mother clasps her child,Watch till dusty Death has piled
His cold ashes on the clay;
She has loved it many a day—
She remains,—it fades away.
The Complete Poetical Works of Shelley including materials never before printed in any edition of the poems | ||