Poems and Fragments of Percy Bysshe Shelley by Percy Bysshe Shelley, Thomas Hutchinson

To — — Yet look on me—take not thine eyes away

Yet look on me—take not thine eyes away, Which feed upon the love within mine own, Which is indeed but the reflected ray Of thine own beauty from my spirit thrown. Yet speak to me—thy voice is as the tone Of my heart’s echo, and I think I hear That thou yet lovest me; yet thou alone Like one before a mirror, without care Of aught but thine own features, imaged there;

And yet I wear out life in watching thee; A toil so sweet at times, and thou indeed Art kind when I am sick, and pity me…

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