Poems by Percy Bysshe Shelley
Remembrance
... -- My heart each day desires the morrow ...
An Ode, Written October, 1819, Before The Spaniards Had Recovered Their Liberty
... Whose revenge, pride, and power they have overthrown ...
The First Canzone Of The Convito
... .. questioning Mine eyes, if such a Lady saw they never, ...
Zephyrus The Awakener
... No thought can trace! speed with thy gentle motion! ...
Fragment: There Is A Warm And Gentle Atmosphere
... About the form of one we love, and thus ...
Fragment: Apostrophe To Silence
... Three brethren named, the guardians gloomy-winged ...
Homer's Hymn To The Sun
... Where their steep flight his hands divine arrest, ...
To-- Yet look on me
... Of aught but thine own features, imaged there ...
The Spectral Horseman
... Or the laughter of fiends when they howl oer the corpse ...
To Sophia (Miss Stacey)
... With soft clear fire,--the winds that fan it ...
From The Original Draft Of The Poem To William Shelley
... .. Mild thoughts of man's ungentle race ...
Marianne's Dream
... Which shook as it were with an earthquakes shock, ...
The Boat On The Serchio
... And many rose Whose woe was such that fear became desire ...
To William Shelley. Thy Little Footsteps On The Sands
... The twinkling of thine infant hands, ...
A Hate-Song
... And he sang a song which was more of a screech ...
