Here you will find the Poem Fragment: Igniculus Desiderii of poet Percy Bysshe Shelley
To thirst and find no fill?to wail and wander With short unsteady steps?to pause and ponder-- To feel the blood run through the veins and tingle Where busy thought and blind sensation mingle; To nurse the image of unfelt caresses Till dim imagination just possesses The half-created shadow, then all the night Sick...
