Thy little footsteps on the sands
Of a remote and lonely shore;
The twinkling of thine infant hands,
Where now the worm will feed no more;
Thy mingled look of love and glee
When we returned to gaze on thee--
More verses by Percy Bysshe Shelley
- The First Canzone Of The Convito
- Stanza From A Translation Of The Marseillaise Hymn
- Fragment: To The People Of England
- Fragments Supposed To Be Parts Of Otho
- Stanza, Written At Bracknell
