We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
from To a Skylark by Shelley
December 17, 2010 in Poetry | Tags: shelley, to a skylark
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
from To a Skylark by Shelley
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January 2, 2011 at 11:23 pm
Pallavi
And perhaps we don’t write songs, at all, when we are tangled in and captured by ecstasy.