[Published (1) by Mrs. Shelley, “Posthumous Poems”, 1824, (2) by W.M.
Rossetti, “Complete Poetical Works”, 1870.]

1.
Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,—
And ever changing, like a joyless eye _5
That finds no object worth its constancy?

2.
Thou chosen sister of the Spirit,
That grazes on thee till in thee it pities…

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DEATH.

[Published by Mrs. Shelley, “Posthumous Poems”, 1824.]

1.
Death is here and death is there,
Death is busy everywhere,
All around, within, beneath,
Above is death—and we are death.

2.
Death has set his mark and seal _5
On all we are and all we feel,
On all we know and all we fear,

3.
First our pleasures die—and then
Our hopes, and then our fears—and when
These are dead, the debt is due, _10
Dust claims dust—and we die too.