<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478294" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Song: Rarely, rarely, comest thou</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Rarely, rarely, comest thou, <br> Spirit of Delight!<br> Wherefore hast thou left me now<br> Many a day and night?<br> Many a weary night and day<br> 'Tis since thou are fled away.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> How shall ever one like me<br> Win thee back again?<br> With the joyous and the free<br> Thou wilt scoff at pain.<br> Spirit false! thou hast forgot<br> All but those who need thee not.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> As a lizard with the shade<br> Of a trembling leaf,<br> Thou with sorrow art dismay'd;<br> Even the sighs of grief<br> Reproach thee, that thou art not near,<br> And reproach thou wilt not hear.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> Let me set my mournful ditty<br> To a merry measure;<br> Thou wilt never come for pity,<br> Thou wilt come for pleasure;<br> Pity then will cut away<br> Those cruel wings, and thou wilt stay.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I love all that thou lovest,<br> Spirit of Delight!<br> The fresh Earth in new leaves dress'd,<br> And the starry night;<br> Autumn evening, and the morn<br> When the golden mists are born.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I love snow, and all the forms<br> Of the radiant frost;<br> I love waves, and winds, and storms,<br> Everything almost<br> Which is Nature's, and may be<br> Untainted by man's misery.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I love tranquil solitude,<br> And such society<br> As is quiet, wise, and good;<br> Between thee and me<br> What difference? but thou dost possess<br> The things I seek, not love them less.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"> I love Love--though he has wings,<br> And like light can flee,<br> But above all other things, <br> Spirit, I love thee--<br> Thou art love and life! Oh come,<br> Make once more my heart thy home.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Percy+Bysshe+Shelley">Percy Bysshe Shelley</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478294" data-title="Song: Rarely, rarely, comest thou de Percy Bysshe Shelley" data-description="Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Spirit of Delight! Wherefore hast thou left me now Many a day and night? Many a weary night and day 'Tis since thou are fled away. How shall ever one like me Win thee back again? With the joyous and the free ..."></div> </div> </div>

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