I

by Percy Bysshe Shelley · (no date)
Published 01/07/1880
Part of Lines to a Critic

Honey from silkworms who can gather,

Or silk from the yellow bee?

The grass may grow in winter weather

As soon as hate in me.

#inner conflict #nature #paradox #percy bysshe shelley #self hatred

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