|
| Search results for: p | Found 8786 Poems |
| 1781. | Prometheus Unbound: Act I (excerpt) by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | SCENE.--A Ravine of Icy Rocks in the Indian Caucasus. Prometheus is discovered bound to the Precipice. Panthea and Ione areseated at his feet. Time, n... |
| 1782. | Stanzas Written In Dejection Near Naples by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | The sun is warm, the sky is clear,
The waves are dancing fast and bright,
Blue isles and snowy mountains wear
The purple noon's transparent might,
... |
| 1783. | The Two Spirits: An Allegory by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | FIRST SPIRIT
O thou, who plum'd with strong desire
Wouldst float above the earth, beware!
A Shadow tracks thy flight of fire--
Night is coming!
... |
| 1784. | Art Thou Pale For Weariness by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | Art thou pale for weariness
Of climbing heaven and gazing on the earth,
Wandering companionless
Among the stars that have a different birth,
And ... |
| 1785. | Alastor: or, the Spirit of Solitude by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood!
If our great Mother has imbued my soul
With aught of natural piety to feel
Your love, and recompense the b... |
| 1786. | Epipsychidion (excerpt) by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | Emily,
A ship is floating in the harbour now,
A wind is hovering o'er the mountain's brow;
There is a path on the sea's azure floor,
No keel has ... |
| 1787. | Song Of Proserpine by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | Sacred Goddess, Mother Earth,
Thou from whose immortal bosom
Gods and men and beasts have birth,
Leaf and blade, and bud and blossom,
Breathe thin... |
| 1788. | Julian and Maddalo (excerpt) by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | I rode one evening with Count Maddalo
Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow
Of Adria towards Venice: a bare strand
Of hillocks, heap'd from ... |
| 1789. | Hymn Of Pan by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | FROM the forests and highlands
We come, we come;
From the river-girt islands,
Where loud waves are dumb
Listening to my sweet pipings.
The wind i... |
| 1790. | Queen Mab: Part VI (excerpts) by Percy Bysshe Shelley | | "Throughout these infinite orbs of mingling light,
Of which yon earth is one, is wide diffus'd
A Spirit of activity and life,
That knows no term, ... |
|
