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Fragment: The Vine-Shroud

by Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Flourishing vine, whose kindling clusters glow
Beneath the autumnal sun, none taste of thee;
For thou dost shroud a ruin, and below
The rotting bones of dead antiquity.




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