Poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Witch Of Atlas
... And kissed--alas, how many kiss the same!The soldiers dreamed that they were blacksmiths, and ...
Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude
... No portion of your wonted favor now!Mother of this unfathomable world! ...
Epipsychidion (excerpt)
... Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce ...
Lines Written Among The Euganean Hills
... ay, hide In the dust thy purple pride!Noon descends around me now: ...
Song Of Proserpine
... Thou dost nourish these young flowers ...
Julian and Maddalo (excerpt)
... and yet more Than all, with a remember'd friend I love ...
The Fitful Alternations Of The Rain
... Of its own heavy moisture, here and there ...
To
... And so thy thoughts, when thou art gone, ...
Hymn Of Pan
... Were silent with love,--as you now, Apollo, ...
Remorse
... But thy soul or this world must fade in the frost that binds the dead, ...
Hellas
... Heaven smiles, and faiths and empires gleam ...
Mont Blanc: Lines Written in the Vale of Chamouni
... Winds contend Silently there, and heap the snow with breath ...
Night
... Swift be thy flight! Wrap thy form in a mantle grey, ...
Adonais: An Elegy on the Death of John Keats
... hich was like Cain's or Christ's--oh! that it should be so!What softer voice is hush'd over the dead ...
Song
... The fresh Earth in new leaves dressed, ...
