Quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley

"And fans him with her moonlight wings, and cries, 'Our love, our hope, our sorrow, is not dead; See, on the silken fringe of his faint eyes, Like dew upon a sleeping flower, there lies A tear some Dream has loosened from his brain.' Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise! She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain."

Percy Bysshe Shelley, from Adonais

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