...but that is not the most important thing.. What's important is that I share my birthday with Percy Bysshe Shelley, the great Romantic poet! (Yes, he was married to Mary Shelley.) He was the subject of an essay I wrote in my college Romantic Poets class, which I believe was titled "Percy Bysshe Shelley - the Dark Romantic." I wish I had that essay with me.
If you have some time, I urge you to read "To a Skylark." This is my favorite stanza:
We look before and after,
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
And pine for what is not:
Our sincerest laughter
With some pain is fraught;
Our sweetest songs are those that tell of saddest thought.
*le sigh*
Happy birthday Percy!!!
And me too :)
