Poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Fragment: To Byron
... Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage ...
Homer's Hymn To Castor And Pollux
... Brought forth in joy: mild Pollux, void of blame, ...
Fragment: Milton's Spirit
... And from his touch sweet thunder flowed, and shook ...
Sonnet: England in 1819
... A people starved and stabbed in the untilled field,-- ...
HERE I sit with my paper
... like thee Then at length all my patience entirely ...
To Constantia
... For the planet of frost, so cold and bright ...
The Drowned Lover
... Though the tempest is stern, and the mountain is dreary, ...
Song. To -- [Harriet]
... 'Tis sterner than death oer the shuddering wretch bending, ...
Death Is Here And Death Is There
... ... III. First our pleasures dieand then ...
To William Shelley
... And their swords and their sceptres I floating see, ...
Queen Mab: Part V.
... Which, poisoned body and soul, scarce drags the chain ...
A Fragment: To Music
... Where their mother, Care, like a drowsy child, ...
Song. Despair
... -- 'Twas deep despair, and sorrows trace, ...
Song From The Wandering Jew
... Spreads its fragrance to the blast ...
Scene From Tasso
... MALPIGLIO: Would they were parching lightnings for his sake ...
