Blind with Tears
And Pleasure, blind with tears, led by the gleam
Of her own dying smile instead of eyes,--
Came in slow pomp;--the moving pomp might seem
Like pageantry of mist on an autumnal stream.
-Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822),
Adonais
images © 2000 by Randy Wang
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