Percy Bysshe Shelley

(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

Comments about Percy Bysshe Shelley

  • Michael Morgan (8/10/2016 10:30:00 PM)

    Mark Twain was right. Shelley had the bad habit of deserting his consorts and leaving them pregnant or burdened with his children. He also had the bad habit of borrowing money he never intended to pay back. He was probably a bit of a laudanum addict, accounting for his hallucinations. He was thoroughly capable of lying, dissembling and pitching a fit. Reality sometimes seems to have escaped him. He sounds to have had a personality disorder. His father disowned him. Had he survived, he could probably have been charged with manslaughter in the drowning death of his friend Williams. His death probably prevented a divorce from his wife, in that relatively divorceless age.His under-the-table immorality made his friend, the noisier Byron seem like a model of integrity. Alas, he was not at all a better poet than the Byron of Don Juan, but he is a supreme and curiously unsentimental lyricist. Sorry- Promethius Unbound is boring, by stretches.

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  • Sayeed Abubakar Sayeed Abubakar (12/21/2015 9:28:00 PM)

    A great revolutionary poet and a poet of love and passion.

  • Sagnik Chakraborty Sagnik Chakraborty (9/18/2014 6:41:00 AM)

    Percy Bysshe Shelley is the reason why I started writing poetry, why I began loving and living verse. Audacious, uncompromising and beautifully lyrical, he is the one of the most profound and versatile poets in the English language, perhaps THE greatest of English literature. For all the intellectual persecution he faced in his lifetime for his radical beliefs and ideals, his works have transcended ages and will, in the future, continue to enchant Mankind and infuse men with their sonorousness, felicity and deep philosophy.
    The Greatest Romantic of Them All!

  • Zhush Pizon, Jr. (3/11/2014 12:24:00 PM)

    please help me to criticize the ozymandias poem using the historical approach?

  • Zhush Pizon, Jr. (3/11/2014 12:23:00 PM)

    Please help me criticizing this poem using the historical approach..

  • Zhush Pizon, Jr. (3/11/2014 12:22:00 PM)

    May i ask anyone about the ways on how to criticize this poem using the historical approach and do Mr. Percy Bysshe Shelly come up with this idea?

  • Tabby Sampson (7/31/2013 11:08:00 AM)

    i love your poem...........

  • Vineet Chhikara Vineet Chhikara (5/27/2013 6:32:00 AM)

    poem lovers... check out my poems...

  • Thaddeus Dugan (10/7/2012 12:17:00 PM)

    percy shelly is the greatest poet of all time. His choice of words and the metaphors portrayed are fantastic. If you really want to read some of his greatest thoughts then read his fragments on this page

  • Tony Walton (8/27/2012 2:10:00 PM)

    Shelley, though largely unacknowledged then and now, is one of the greats. A better poet than Byron and far more prolific and wide-ranging and imaginative than John Keats, for all his loveliness.
    Please read my poem 'Seashells From The Seashore' about him and his struggle for recognition.

Best Poem of Percy Bysshe Shelley

Ozymandias

I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: `Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed.
And on the pedestal these words appear --
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal ...

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Bereavement

How stern are the woes of the desolate mourner
As he bends in still grief o'er the hallowed bier,
As enanguished he turns from the laugh of the scorner,
And drops to perfection's remembrance a tear;
When floods of despair down his pale cheeks are streaming,
When no blissful hope on his bosom is beaming,
Or, if lulled for a while, soon he starts from his dreaming,
And finds torn the soft ties to affection so dear.
Ah, when shall day dawn on the night of the grave,

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