... would hurl me down the dark abyss. I know that every Apollonian limb Is clothed with speed and might and manliness, As a green bank with flowers—but unlike him I was born yesterday, and you may guess 495 He well knew this when he indulged the whim Of bullying a poor little new-born thing That slept, and never ... — The Complete Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley Volume I • Percy Bysshe Shelley
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