THE UNATTAINED, by PERCY BYSSHE SHELLEYPoet AnalysisPoet's Biography
First Line: To thirst and find no fill - to wail and wander Last Line: The half-created shadow.
To thirst and find no fill -- to wail and wander With short uneasy 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.
