Adonais, Stanza XXXVIII
Adonais, Stanza XXXVIII
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Nor let us weep that our delight is fled
Far from these carrion kites that scream below.
He wakes or sleeps with the enduring dead;
Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now.
Dust to the dust: but the pure spirit shall flow
Back to the burning fountain whence it came,
A portion of the Eternal, which must glow
Through time and change, unquenchably the same,
Whilst thy cold embers choke the sordid hearth of shame.
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Complete stanza text. Source edition: Project Gutenberg #10119.
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