Adonais, Stanza XI
Adonais, Stanza XI
Percy Bysshe Shelley
One from a lucid urn of starry dew
Washed his light limbs, as if embalming them;
Another dipt her profuse locks, and threw
The wreath upon him, like an anadem
Which frozen tears instead of pearls begem;
Another in her wilful grief would break
Her bow and wingèd reeds, as if to stem
A greater loss with one which was more weak,
And dull the barbèd fire against his frozen cheek.
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Complete stanza text. Source edition: Project Gutenberg #10119.
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