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Слушать(AI)One sung of thee who left the tale untold
One sung of thee who left the tale untold,
Like the false dawns which perish in the bursting;
Like empty cups of wrought and daedal gold,
Which mock the lips with air, when they are thirsting.
These are among the many short fragments from Shelley's
SS. published by Mary Shelley, his wife, in her editions of 1824 and 1839.
There she entitles this poem A Tale Untold.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Percy Bysshe Shelley (/bɪʃ/ (About this soundlisten) BISH;[1][2] 4 August 1792 – 8 July 1822) was one of the major English Romantic poets, widel
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