To -- [When passion's trance is overpast]

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Title:     To -- [When passion's trance is overpast]
Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley [More Titles by Shelley]

1.
When passion's trance is overpast,
If tenderness and truth could last,
Or live, whilst all wild feelings keep
Some mortal slumber, dark and deep,
I should not weep, I should not weep!

2.
It were enough to feel, to see,
Thy soft eyes gazing tenderly,
And dream the rest--and burn and be
The secret food of fires unseen,
Couldst thou but be as thou hast been,

3.
After the slumber of the year
The woodland violets reappear;
All things revive in field or grove,
And sky and sea, but two, which move
And form all others, life and love.

[The end]
Percy Bysshe Shelley's poem: To -- (3)

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