Percy Bysshe Shelley

(1792-1822 / Horsham / England)

Percy Bysshe Shelley Poems

201. To Italy 4/1/2010
202. Homer's Hymn To Castor And Pollux 4/1/2010
203. Liberty 4/1/2010
204. To The Mind Of Man 4/1/2010
205. To The Moonbeam 4/1/2010
206. Music And Sweet Poetry 4/1/2010
207. The Magnetic Lady To Her Patient 4/1/2010
208. The Solitary 4/1/2010
209. To Jane: The Keen Stars Were Twinkling 4/1/2010
210. Eyes : A Fragment 4/1/2010
211. Lines: The Cold Earth Slept Below 1/1/2004
212. To Coleridge 12/31/2002
213. The Past 4/1/2010
214. With A Guitar, To Jane 4/1/2010
215. Archy's Song From Charles The First (A Widow Bird Sate Mourning For Her Love) 1/1/2004
216. Ode To Naples 5/8/2011
217. Stanzas Written In Dejection, Near Naples 4/1/2010
218. Mont Blanc: Lines Written In The Vale Of Chamouni 1/1/2004
219. A Tale Of Society As It Is: From Facts, 1811 4/1/2010
220. Here I Sit With My Paper… 4/1/2010
221. Asia: From Prometheus Unbound 1/13/2003
222. Song. Sorrow 4/1/2010
223. To Death 4/1/2010
224. To Jane: The Recollection 4/1/2010
225. The Cyclops 5/8/2011
226. War 4/1/2010
227. I Would Not Be A King 4/1/2010
228. Song 12/31/2002
229. One Word Is Too Often Profaned 1/13/2003
230. Invocation 1/3/2003
231. Song. Hope 4/1/2010
232. Fragment: "To The Moon" 1/20/2003
233. The Two Spirits: An Allegory 1/1/2004
234. Ginevra 4/1/2010
235. Evening: Ponte Al Mare, Pisa 4/1/2010
236. To Mary Wollstonecraft Godwin 4/1/2010
237. Wine Of The Fairies 4/1/2010
238. To A Star 4/1/2010
239. Mighty Eagle 4/1/2010
240. The Irishman's Song 4/1/2010

Comments about Percy Bysshe Shelley

  • Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco (4/29/2012 12:58:00 PM)

    Percy Bysshe Shelley was an amazing poet and the more I read his poetry the more I realized
    his words and thoughts were from the other side, the musical heavens! Percy Bysshe Shelley
    inspired me to write poetry and not be afraid to write what I feel. Thank-you Percy Bysshe Shelley
    for sharing your talents to the world! Elizabeth Fontaine Grieco

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  • Hamish Morcom (1/5/2012 11:39:00 AM)

    Your wife was a harlot

  • Mohammad Muzzammil Mohammad Muzzammil (12/8/2011 5:41:00 AM)

    My most favourite poet

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (1/6/2009 6:24:00 AM)

    Shelley's ode to the west wind is a lyric in which the poet expresses intense emotion, this poem is also a musical thought.In the poem Shelley wishes to be the lyre of the west wind, we hear the majestic harmoney of the music of the wind as it blows through the cycle of seasons causing destruction and regeneration over and over again, I love the poem, it is one of the beautiful poem I ever read in my life.It touches my soul.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (1/6/2009 6:24:00 AM)

    Shelley's ode to the west wind is a lyric in which the poet expresses intense emotion, this poem is also a musical thought.In the poem Shelley wishes to be the lyre of the west wind, we hear the majestic harmoney of the music of the wind as it blows through the cycle of seasons causing destruction and regeneration over and over again, I love the poem, it is one of the beautiful poem I ever read in my life.It touches my soul.

  • p.a. noushad p.a. noushad (10/31/2008 8:14:00 AM)

    your poems are endowed with great romantic beauty

  • Nagamuthu Osho (9/4/2005 12:01:00 AM)

    Hail! Poet! Of Eternal Diadem!

    The words of Thee,
    Springs joy and glee;
    Will carry, and starry charm,
    Will fill my heart's chamber with ambrosial songs to warm.

    Dedicating to the Divine Soul.... P.B.Shelley.......
    N.Karthikeyan Osho

    The rare and real soul will fill and dwells, niche in the Heart, to usher and awake the Glimpse of Glory.
    Grace Adieu...
    Lord Bless you.
    Yours sincerely,
    N.Karthikeyan Osho

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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To Coleridge

Oh! there are spirits of the air,
And genii of the evening breeze,
And gentle ghosts, with eyes as fair
As star-beams among twilight trees:
Such lovely ministers to meet
Oft hast thou turned from men thy lonely feet.

With mountain winds, and babbling springs,
And moonlight seas, that are the voice

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