Fragment: 'I Faint, I Perish With My Love!'
I faint, I perish with my love! I grow Frail as a cloud whose pale Under the evening's ever-changing glow: I die like mist upon the gale, And like a wave under the calm I fail.
Percy Bysshe Shelley
I faint, I perish with my love! I grow Frail as a cloud whose pale Under the evening's ever-changing glow: I die like mist upon the gale, And like a wave under the calm I fail.
In this tiny, unfinished piece by Shelley, the speaker is completely overcome by a feeling of love so intense it drains them of life. They don’t describe bliss or reunion; instead, they announce that they are fainting and perishing.
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