FAUST Oh, what delight! what woe! I cannot turn My looks from her sweet piteous countenance. How strangely does a single blood-red line, Not broader than the sharp edge of a knife, Adorn her lovely neck! MEPHISTOPHELES Ay, she can carry Her head under her arm upon occasion; Perseus has cut it off for her. These pleasures End in delusion. Gain this rising ground, Quite a new piece, the last of seven, for 'tis The actors who perform are Dilettanti ; The Juvenilia were published in part by Shelley, but mainly by Medwin, Rossetti and Dowden, as shown by the footnotes. In this division all verse earlier than Queen Mab is included, except what is placed under DOUBTFUL, LOST AND UNPUBLISHED POEMS. VERSES ON A CAT I A CAT in distress, Nothing more, nor less; It waits for some dinner II You would not easily guess All the modes of distress And the various evils, Which like so many devils, III Some a living require, And others desire An old fellow out of the way; I leave to be guessed, IV One wants society, Another variety, Verses on a Cat. Published by Hogg, Life of Shelley, 1858, and dated 1800. Others a tranquil life; Others, as good, Only want a wife. V But this poor little cat Some people had such food, OMENS HARK! the owlet flaps his wings EPITAPHIUM LATIN VERSION OF THE EPITAPH IN GRAY'S ELEGY I HIC sinu fessum caput hospitali Nescius auræ. Omens. Published by Medwin, Shelley Papers, 1833, dated 1807. Epitaphium. Published by Medwin, Life of Shelley, 1847, dated 1808-9. |