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







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