Original Poetry of Victor and Cazire
IV. Come [Harriet]!...
V. Despair
VI. Sorrow
VII. Hope
VIII. What is the gain of restless care ...
IX. Grasp the dire dagger...
X. The Irishman's Song
XI. Fierce roars the midnight storm...
XII. Sweet is the moonbeam...
XIII. Stern is the voice of fate's fearful command
XV. Revenge
XVII. The Triumph of Conscience
VIII. What is the gain of restless care ...
By Percy Bysshe Shelley
Translated From The Italian.
Oh! what is the gain of restless care,
And what is ambitious treasure?
And what are the joys that the modish share,
In their sickly haunts of pleasure?
My husband's repast with delight I spread,
What though 'tis but rustic fare,
May each guardian angel protect his shed,
May contentment and quiet be there.
And may I support my husband's years,
May I soothe his dying pain,
And then may I dry my fast falling tears,
And meet him in Heaven again.
July, 1810.
Source Book
The Lyrics and Shorter Poems of Percy Bysshe Shelley
by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Copyright 1907, reprinted 1913
Published by London: J.M. Dent & Sons, Ltd.
New York: E.P. Dutton & Co.
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