i weep for

adonais oh weep

for adonais though

our tears thaw

not frost which

binds so dear

head and thou

sad hour selected

from all years

to mourn our

loss rouse thy

obscure compeers and

teach then thine

own sorrow say 

with me died

adonais till future

dares forget past

his fate and

fame shall be

echo and light

unto eternity we

must learn to

be patient beauty

is our supreme

guide nothing surpasses

her ways

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