Lyric Poem · Love
On Fanny Godwin
Her voice did quiver as we parted,
Yet knew I not that heart was broken
From which it came, and I departed
Heeding not the words then spoken.
Misery — O Misery,
This world is all too wide for thee.
This poem is in the public domain.
“On Fanny Godwin” by Percy Bysshe Shelley — quilloak.com/poems/on-fanny-godwin
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