Lyric Poem · Life
In Horologium
Inter marmoreas Leonorae pendula colles
Fortunata nimis Machina dicit horas.
Quas MANIBUS premit illa duas insensa papillas
Cur mihi sit DIGITO tangere, amata, nefas?
This poem is in the public domain.
“In Horologium” by Percy Bysshe Shelley — quilloak.com/poems/in-horologium
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