Poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley
The Birth Place of Pleasure
... Her life-breathing [limbs] did flow ...
Song. Sorrow
... The heart that bears deep sorrows trace, ...
Mutability ["We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon"]
... II. Or like forgotten lyres whose dissonant strings ...
Marenghi
... marble knew The sculptors fearless souland as he wrought, ...
Invocation To Misery
... Which, like spectres wrapped in shrouds, ...
Julian and Maddalo
... if man be The passive thing you say, I should not see ...
from Epipsychidion
... Woe is me! The winged words on which my soul would pierce ...
Prince Athanase
... ) of bands Twined round her lover's neck by some blithe maiden, ...
England in 1819
... A people starved and stabbed in th' untilled field ...
To Jane: The Keen Stars Were Twinkling
... But the notes were not sweet till you sung them ...
Fragment: Satan Broken Loose
... They knew that Satan had broken his chain, ...
On An Icicle That Clung To The Grass Of A Grave
... III. For I found the pure gem, when the daybeam returning, ...
To-- Oh! there are spirits of the air
... but they Cast, like a worthless boon, thy love away ...
Archy's Song from Charles I (A Widow Bird Sate Mourning)
... One flies the morning, and one lulls the night: ...
Fragments Written For Hellas
... Be gatheredcould one thought from its wild flight ...
