The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley

by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fragment 6
Another Fragment (B)

Another Fragment (A)

 Yes, often when the eyes are cold and dry,
And the lips calm, the Spirit weeps within
Tears bitterer than the blood of agony
 Trembling in drops on the discoloured skin
Of those who love their kind and therefore perish
In ghastly torture—a sweet medicine
 Of peace and sleep are tears, and quietly
Them soothe from whose uplifted eyes they fall