by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)

Language: English 
Our translations:  ITA
O World! O Life! O Time!
On whose last steps I climb,	 
Trembling at that where I had stood before;	 
When will return the glory of your prime?	 
No more - oh, never more!

Out of the day and night	 
A joy has taken flight:	 
Fresh spring, and summer, and winter hoar	 
Move my faint heart with grief, but with delight	 
No more - oh, never more!

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This text was added to the website: 2004-05-02
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