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*Lord Byron.
**Ierne=Ireland sends Thomas Moore to mourn.
He pictures himself, too, among the mourners--
"'Midst others of less note, came one frail Form,
A phantom among men, companionless
As the last cloud of an expiring storm,
Whose thunder is its knell."
Shelley mourned for Keats, little knowing that soon others would
mourn for himself. Little more than a year after writing this
poem he too lay dead.
Shelley had passed much of his time on the Continent, and in 1822
he was living in a lonely spot on the shores of the Bay of
Spezia. He always loved the sea, and he here spent many happy
hours sailing about the bay in his boat the Don Juan. Hearing
that a friend had arrived from England he sailed to Leghorn to
welcome him.
Shelley met his friend, and after a week spent with him and with
Lord Byron, he set out for home. The little boat never reached
its port, for on the journey it was wrecked, we shall never know
how. A few days later Shelley's body was thrown by the waves
upon the sandy shore.
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