Homer’s Hymn to the Sun por Percy Shelley Offspring of Jove, Calliope, once To the bright Sun, thy hymn of mu Whom to the child of star-clad He Euryphaessa, large-eyed nymph, bro Euryphaessa, the famed sister fair
From the Original Draft of the Poem to William Shelley por Percy Shelley The world is now our dwelling-plac Where’er the earth one fading trac Of what was great and free does ke That is our home!... Mild thoughts of man’s ungentle ra
To Jane: The Recollection por Percy Shelley Now the last day of many days, All beautiful and bright as thou, The loveliest and the last, is dea Rise, Memory, and write its prais Up,—to thy wonted work! come, trac
A New National Anthem por Percy Shelley God prosper, speed, and save, God raise from England’s grave Her murdered Queen! Pave with swift victory The steps of Liberty,
Homer’s Hymn to Minerva por Percy Shelley I sing the glorious Power with az Athenian Pallas! tameless, chaste Tritogenia, town-preserving Maid, Revered and mighty; from his awful Whom Jove brought forth, in warli
From the Arabic, an Imitation por Percy Shelley MY faint spirit was sitting in th Of thy looks, my love; It panted for thee like the hin For the brooks, my love. Thy barb, whose hoofs outspeed the
Fragment of a Ghost Story por Percy Shelley A shovel of his ashes took From the hearth’s obscurest nook, Muttering mysteries as she went. Helen and Henry knew that Granny Was as much afraid of Ghosts as a
To a Star por Percy Shelley Sweet star, which gleaming o’er th Through fleecy clouds of silvery r Spanglet of light on evening’s sha Which shrouds the day-beam from th Lighting the hour of sacred love;
Lift Not the Painted Veil Which Those Who Live por Percy Shelley Lift not the painted veil which th Call Life: though unreal shapes b And it but mimic all we would beli With colours idly spread,—behind, And Hope, twin Destinies; who eve
The First Canzone of the Convito por Percy Shelley From The Italian Of Dante Ye who intelligent the Third Heav Hear the discourse which is within Which cannot be declared, it seems The Heaven whose course follows y