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Percy Bysshe Shelley: To Mary Shelley ("My dearest Mary")
by Percy Bysshe Shelley To William Shelley To Mary Shelley To Mary Shelley Published by Mrs. Shelley, "Poetical Works", 1839, 2nd edition. My dearest Mary, wherefore hast thou gone, And left…Candide: What Happened to Our Two Travelers with Two Girls, Two Monkeys, and the Savages, Called Oreillons
How Candide Killed the Brothe... Candide and His Valet Arrive ... What Happened to Our Two Travelers with Two Girls, Two Monkeys, and the Savages, Called Oreillons Candide and his…Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Retrospect: Cwm Elan, 1812
by Percy Bysshe Shelley On Robert Emmet's GraveFragment of a SonnetThe Retrospect: Cwm Elan, 1812 Published from the Esdaile manuscript book by Dowden, "Life of Shelley", 1887. A scene,…Percy Bysshe Shelley: The Revolt of Islam, Dedication
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Author's Preface Canto 1 Dedication There is no danger to a man that knows What life and death is: there's not any law Exceeds his knowledge; neither is it lawful That…Emil's Thanksgiving
Emil's ThanksgivingThe Brenda was scudding along with all sail set to catch the rising wind, and everyone on board was rejoicing, for the long voyage was drawing towards an end.“Four weeks…Class Day
Class DayThe clerk of the weather evidently has a regard for young people, and sends sunshine for class days as often as he can. An especially lovely one shone over Plumfield as this…Percy Bysshe Shelley: Fragment: 'When a Lover Clasps His Fairest'
by Percy Bysshe Shelley Fragment: The Sepulchre of MemoryFragment: 'Wake the Serpent Not'Fragment: 'When a Lover Clasps His Fairest' Published by Mrs. Shelley, "Poetical Works", 1839, 2nd…William Shakespeare: Be wise as thou art cruel; do not press
Be wise as thou art cruel; do not pressBe wise as thou art cruel; do not press My tongue-tied patience with too much disdain; Lest sorrow lend me words, and words express The manner of my…William Shakespeare: The forward violet thus did I chide
The forward violet thus did I chideThe forward violet thus did I chide: Sweet thief, whence didst thou steal thy sweet that smells, If not from my love's breath? The purple pride Which on thy…Elizabeth Barrett Browning: A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne
A heavy heart, Beloved, have I borneA heavy heart, Beloved, have I borne From year to year until I saw thy face, And sorrow after sorrow took the place Of all those natural joys as lightly…