"Sometimes The Devil is a gentleman."
"Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce Into the heights of love's rare universe, Are chains of lead around its flight of fire-- I pant, I sink, I tremble, I expire."
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Source: Percy Bysshe Shelley (1980). “Shelley on Love: An Anthology”, p.230, Univ of California Press
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