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Lyric Poem · Sad

On a Faded Violet

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

The odour from the flower is gone

Which like thy kisses breathed on me;

The colour from the flower is flown

Which glowed of thee and only thee!

A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant form,

It lies on my abandoned breast,

And mocks the heart which yet is warm,

With cold and silent rest.

I weep, — my tears revive it not!

I sigh, — it breathes no more on me;

Its mute and uncomplaining lot

Is such as mine should be.

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Poem
On a Faded Violet
Poet
Percy Bysshe Shelley
Length
12 lines
Form
Lyric Poem
Themes
Sad, Love, Nature

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Shape
12 lines · 3 quatrains
End rhyme
ABAB in 67% of the stanzas — alternate rhyme. The remaining stanzas vary, often through slant rhyme.
Line length
Lines run 6-9 syllables (median 8), consistent with tetrameter. No single length dominates, which is normal once elision and contraction are in play.

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Author record
Percy Bysshe Shelley1792–1822
Source record
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Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
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