Fading Splendor



        And all the Dreams that watched Urania's eyes,
    And all the Echoes whom their Sister's song
        Had held in holy silence, cried "Arise";
    Swift as a thought by the snake Memory stung,
From her ambrosial rest the fading Splendour sprung.

-Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822),
Adonais







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