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English Poetry II: From Collins to Fitzgerald.
The Harvard Classics. 1909–14.

Percy Bysshe Shelley

514. One Word is Too Often Profaned

ONE word is too often profaned

For me to profane it,

One feeling too falsely disdain’d

For thee to disdain it.

One hope is too like despair

For prudence to smother,

And Pity from thee more dear

Than that from another.

I can give not what men call love;

But wilt thou accept not

The worship the heart lifts above

And the Heavens reject not:

The desire of the moth for the star,

Of the night for the morrow,

The devotion to something afar

From the sphere of our sorrow?