‘A
widow bird
sate mourning
for her
love
Upon a wintry
bough;
The frozen wind
crept on
above,
The freezing stream
below.
‘There
was no leaf
upon the
forest bare,
No flower
upon the
ground,
And little
motion in
the air
Except the
mill-wheel’s sound.’
* The Complete Poems
of
Percy
Bysshe
Shelley. (The Modern Library,
New-York
1994) 435. old.