Poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Solitary
... He speaks--the cold words flow not from his soul ...
A New National Anthem
... II. See, she comes throned on high, ...
Matilda Gathering Flowers
... Charms every sense, and makes all thought take wing,-- ...
O That A Chariot Of Cloud Were Mine!
... Is spreading the locks of her bright gray hair ...
Hymn of Apollo
... the caves Are filled with my bright presence, and the air ...
Stanza
... If I look on Springs soft heaven,-- ...
Stanzas. -- April, 1814
... Ere midnights frown and mornings smile, ere thou and peace may meet ...
I Would Not Be A King
... Tis built on ice which fortunes sun ...
Lines: The cold earth slept below
... And it yellow'd the strings of thy tangled hair, ...
Evening. To Harriet
... Till calm Earth, with the parting splendour bright, ...
On A Faded Violet
... II. A shrivelled, lifeless, vacant form, ...
Fragment: Yes! All Is Past
... And then our ghosts, whilst raves the maddened storm, ...
Summer And Winter
... the weeds, The river, and the corn-fields, and the reeds ...
A Song: Men of England
... Ye see The steel ye tempered glance on ye ...
A Vision Of The Sea
... the screams And hissings crawl fast o'er the smooth ocean-streams, ...
