by Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 - 1822)

O Mary dear, that you were here
Language: English 
O Mary dear, that you were here
With your brown eyes bright and clear.
And your sweet voice, like a bird
Singing love to its lone mate
In the ivy bower disconsolate; 
Voice the sweetest ever heard!
And your brow more...
Than the ... sky
Of this azure Italy.
Mary dear, come to me soon, 
I am not well whilst thou art far;
As sunset to the sphered moon,
As twilight to the western star,
Thou, beloved, art to me.

O Mary dear, that you were here; 
The Castle echo whispers 'Here!'

M. White sets lines 1-5, 10-15

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This text was added to the website: 2005-01-26
Line count: 16
Word count: 92