FRAGMENT:‘ A GENTLE STORY OF TWO LOVERS YOUNG’.

By Percy Bysshe Shelley

A gentle story of two lovers young,

Who met in innocence and died in sorrow,

And of one selfish heart, whose rancour clung

Like curses on them; are ye slow to borrow

The lore of truth from such a tale?

Or in this world's deserted vale,

Do ye not see a star of gladness

Pierce the shadows of its sadness,—

When ye are cold, that love is a light sent

From Heaven, which none shall quench, to cheer the innocent?