Percy Bysshe Shelley

(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems

121. Song. Translated From The Italian 4/1/2010
122. Song. Sorrow 4/1/2010
123. Fragment Of A Sonnet : To Harriet 4/1/2010
124. Homer's Hymn To Castor And Pollux 4/1/2010
125. Written At Bracknell 4/1/2010
126. Lines To A Critic 4/1/2010
127. Melody To A Scene Of Former Times 4/1/2010
128. Fragment: Sufficient Unto The Day 4/1/2010
129. Lines Written On Hearing The News Of The Death Of Napoleon 4/1/2010
130. Fromthe Arabic: An Imitation 4/1/2010
131. To-- Yet Look On Me 4/1/2010
132. From The Greek Of Moschus 4/1/2010
133. From The Greek Of Moschus : Pan Loved His Neighbour Echo 4/1/2010
134. Fragment Of A Sonnet. Farewell To North Devon 4/1/2010
135. Lines: That Time Is Dead For Ever, Child! 4/1/2010
136. Queen Mab: Part Vii. 4/1/2010
137. Sister Rosa: A Ballad 4/1/2010
138. Fragment Of A Satire On Satire 4/1/2010
139. Queen Mab: Part V. 4/1/2010
140. On A Fete At Carlton House: Fragment 4/1/2010
141. Song. To -- [harriet] 4/1/2010
142. The Boat On The Serchio 4/1/2010
143. Life Rounded With Sleep 4/1/2010
144. The Magnetic Lady To Her Patient 4/1/2010
145. Verses On A Cat 4/1/2010
146. Prince Athanase 4/1/2010
147. Evening. To Harriet 4/1/2010
148. Ode To Naples 5/8/2011
149. Letter To Maria Gisborne 4/1/2010
150. Saint Edmond's Eve 4/1/2010
151. On An Icicle That Clung To The Grass Of A Grave 4/1/2010
152. On Robert Emmet's Grave 4/1/2010
153. Fragment: The Vine-Shroud 4/1/2010
154. Matilda Gathering Flowers 4/1/2010
155. Fragment: Wedded Souls 4/1/2010
156. Stanzas Written In Dejection, Near Naples 4/1/2010
157. The Cyclops 5/8/2011
158. Song. -- Fierce Roars The Midnight Storm 4/1/2010
159. To The Mind Of Man 4/1/2010
160. Epitaph 4/1/2010
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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The Triumph Of Life

Swift as a spirit hastening to his task
Of glory & of good, the Sun sprang forth
Rejoicing in his splendour, & the mask
Of darkness fell from the awakened Earth.
The smokeless altars of the mountain snows
Flamed above crimson clouds, & at the birth
Of light, the Ocean's orison arose
To which the birds tempered their matin lay,
All flowers in field or forest which unclose

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