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“I am gone into the fields To take what this sweet hour yields; Reflection, you may come to-morrow, Sit by the fireside with Sorrow. You with the unpaid bill, Despair, You, tiresome verse-reciter, Care, I will pay you in the grave, Death will listen to your stave.” quote by Percy Bysshe Shelley
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“I am gone into the fields To take what this sweet hour yields; Reflection, you may come to-morrow, Sit by the fireside with Sorrow. You with the unpaid bill, Despair, You, tiresome verse-reciter, Care, I will pay you in the grave, Death will listen to your stave.”

Percy Bysshe Shelley

About This Quote

This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.

The speaker confronts mortality, urging acceptance of life's fleeting moments and the inevitability of death while warning against despair and idle lamentation.

In simple terms: Accept life's transience and face death without despair.

Key Takeaway

Embrace the present, let go of sorrow.

Themes

mortality acceptance impermanence

Mood

melancholic reflective

Type

poetic philosophical

When to use this quote

  • grief counseling
  • end‑of‑life care
  • creative writing
  • philosophical reflection

Key Concepts

existentialism poetic lament

Questions to Reflect On

  • How do you honor fleeting moments?
  • What does it mean to pay sorrow with silence?
A Different Perspective

Life's brevity can lead to paralysis if not acknowledged.

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