347. One Word is too Often Profaned by Percy Bysshe Shelley
b"PB Shelley read by Classic Poetry Aloud:\\nhttp://www.classicpoetryaloud.com/\\n\\nGiving voice to the poetry of the past.\\n\\n---------------------------------------------------\\n\\nOne Word is too Often Profaned\\n\\nby Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792 \\u2013 1822)\\n\\nOne word is too often profaned \\n For me to profane it, \\nOne feeling too falsely disdain'd \\n For thee to disdain it. \\nOne hope is too like despair \\n For prudence to smother, \\nAnd pity from thee more dear \\n Than that from another. \\n \\nI can give not what men call love; \\n But wilt thou accept not \\nThe worship the heart lifts above \\n And the Heavens reject not: \\nThe desire of the moth for the star, \\n Of the night for the morrow, \\nThe devotion to something afar \\n From the sphere of our sorrow? \\n \\nFirst aired: 29 October 2007\\n\\nFor hundreds more poetry readings, visit the Classic Poetry Aloud index.\\n\\nReading \\xa9 Classic Poetry Aloud 2008"