I

by Percy Bysshe Shelley · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of 'When a lover clasps his fairest'

Then be our dread sport the rarest.

Their caresses were like the chaff

In the tempest, and be our laugh

His despair—her epitaph!

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