[Published by Garnett, "Relics of Shelley", 1862.]
Dear home, thou scene of earliest hopes and joys,
The least of which wronged Memory ever makes
Bitterer than all thine unremembered tears.
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As Thomas Wolfe said, “you can’t go back home”, and seems to apply to Shelley in this poem. He’s been hurt so bad everywhere else besides his childhood home, that it seems tragic to him to remember the good times he had there. 

Fragment: Home