I'm...
like a poet hidden
In the light of thought
Singing hymns unbidden,
Till the world is wrought
To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not.

Author: Percy Bysshe Shelley

I'm...<br />like a poet hidden<br />In the light of thought <br />Singing hymns unbidden, <br />Till the world is wrought <br />To sympathy with hopes and fears it heeded not. - Percy Bysshe Shelley



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