Percy Bysshe Shelley

Adonais: An elegy on the Death of John Keats I weep for Adonais -he is dead! A Lament O World! O Life! O Time! Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! And like a Dying Lady, Lean and Pale And like a dying lady, lean and pale, An Exhortation Chameleons feed on light and air: Art Thou Pale For Weariness Art thou pale for weariness A Summer Evening Churchyard Lechlade, Gloucestershire A Summer Evening Churchyard, Lechlade, Gloucestershire THE wind has swept from the wide atmosphere Autumn: A Dirge The warm sun is falling, the bleak wind is wailing, A Widow Bird Sate Mourning For Her Love A widow bird sate mourning for her Love Bereavement How stern are the woes of the desolate mourner Charles the First DRAMATIS PERSONAE Chorus from Hellas The world's great age begins anew, England in 1819 An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king,-- Epipsychidion VERSES ADDRESSED TO THE NOBLE AND UNFORTUNATE LADY, EMILIA V---, Epipsychidion (excerpt) Emily, Feelings Of A Republican On The Fall Of Bonaparte I hated thee, fallen tyrant! I did groan Fragment: Home Dear home, thou scene of earliest hopes and joys, Fragment Of A Ghost Story A shovel of his ashes took Fragments Of An Unfinished Drama Scene.--Before the Cavern of the Indian Enchantress. fragment: "To the Moon" Art thou pale for weariness From the Arabic, an Imitation MY faint spirit was sitting in the light Good-Night Good-night? ah! no; the hour is ill Hellas: A Lyrical Drama MANTIS EIM ESQLWN AGWNWN Hymn of Apollo The sleepless Hours who watch me as I lie, Hymn of Pan From the forests and highlands Hymn to Intellectual Beauty The awful shadow of some unseen Power I Arise from Dreams of Thee I arise from dreams of thee Invocation Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Julian and Maddalo A CONVERSATION Letter To Maria Gisborne The spider spreads her webs, whether she be Lift Not The Painted Veil Which Those Who Live Lift not the painted veil which those who live Lines: The cold earth slept below The cold earth slept below; Lines Written Among The Euganean Hills Many a green isle needs must be Lines Written in the Bay of Lerici She left me at the silent time Love's Philosophy The Fountains mingle with the river Mont Blanc: Lines Written in the Vale of Chamouni I Music, When Soft Voices Die Music, when soft voices die, Mutability We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; Ode to the West Wind I Oedipus Tyrannus or Swellfoot The Tyrant A TRAGEDY IN TWO ACTS On A Dead Violet The odor from the flower is gone On Death The pale, the cold, and the moony smile One sung of thee who left the tale untold One sung of thee who left the tale untold, Ozymandias I met a traveler from an antique land Passages Of The Poem, Or Connected Therewith Here, my dear friend, is a new book for you; Peter Bell The Third BY MICHING MALLECHO, Esq. Prince Athanase A FRAGMENT Prometheus Unbound ACT I Queen Mab: Part VI (excerpts) "Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light, Rosalind and Helen: a Modern Eclogue ROSALIND, HELEN, and her Child. Song Rarely, rarely comest thou, Song Of Proserpine Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth, Song: Rarely, rarely, comest thou Rarely, rarely, comest thou, Stanzas--April, 1814 Away! the moor is dark beneath the moon, Stanzas Written in Dejection Near Naples The sun is warm, the sky is clear, The Cenci A TRAGEDY IN FIVE ACTS The Cloud I bring fresh showers for the thirsting flowers, The Daemon Of The World A FRAGMENT The Fitful Alternations of the Rain The fitful alternations of the rain, The Indian Serenade I arise from dreams of thee The Invitation Best and brightest, come away, The Mask Of Anarchy WRITTEN ON THE OCCASION OF THE MASSACRE AT MANCHESTER The Question I dreamed that, as I wandered by the way, The Revolt Of Islam: Canto I-XII OsaiV de broton eqnoV aglaiaiV aptomesqa The Sunset There late was One within whose subtle being, The Triumph of Life Swift as a spirit hastening to his task The Two Spirits: An Allegory FIRST SPIRIT The Waning Moon And like a dying lady, lean and pale, The Witch Of Atlas TO MARY Time Unfathomable Sea! whose waves are years, Time Long Past Like the ghost of a dear friend dead To Yet look on me--take not thine eyes away, To ---- One word is too often profaned To. DAKRYSI DIOISW POTMON APOTMON To.. Music, when soft voices die, To A Lady, With A Guitar Ariel to Miranda: -- Take To a Skylark Hail to thee, blithe Spirit! To Coleridge Oh! there are spirits of the air, To Harriet Thy look of love has power to calm To Jane The keen stars were twinkling, To Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin Mine eyes were dim with tears unshed; To Night I To The Men Of England Men of England, wherefore plough To the Moon Art thou pale for weariness To Wordsworth Poet of Nature, thou hast wept to know When the Lamp Is Shattered When the lamp is shattered Written At Bracknell Thy dewy looks sink in my breast;