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14Feb

Poem of the week: To … by Percy Bysshe Shelley

For Valentine’s Day, we return to one of the first Romantic poems I fell for, which reveals a lot about ‘what men call love’

One word is too often profaned
For me to profane it,
One feeling too falsely disdained
For thee to disdain it;
One hope is too like despair
For prudence to smother,
And pity from thee more dear
Than that from another.

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