<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=478296" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Sonnet : From The Italian Of Cavalcanti</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Returning from its daily quest, my Spirit<br>Changed thoughts and vile in thee doth weep to find:<br>It grieves me that thy mild and gentle mind<br>Those ample virtues which it did inherit<br>Has lost. Once thou didst loathe the multitude<br>Of blind and madding men--I then loved thee--<br>I loved thy lofty songs and that sweet mood<br>When thou wert faithful to thyself and me<br>I dare not now through thy degraded state<br>Own the delight thy strains inspire--in vain <br>I seek what once thou wert--we cannot meet<br>And we were wont. Again and yet again<br>Ponder my words: so the false Spirit shall fly<br>And leave to thee thy true integrity.</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=478296" data-title="Sonnet : From The Italian Of Cavalcanti de Percy Bysshe Shelley" data-description="Returning from its daily quest, my Spirit Changed thoughts and vile in thee doth weep to find: It grieves me that thy mild and gentle mind Those ample virtues which it did inherit Has lost. Once thou didst loathe the multitude Of blind and madding..."></div> </div> </div>

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