But thou art fled, gone down the dreary road, That leads to Sorrow's most obscure abode; Thou sittest on the hearth of pale despair, where For thine own sake I cannot follow thee. TO WILLIAM SHELLEY With what truth may I say · Roma, Roma, Roma, I My lost William, thou in whom Which its lustre faintly hid,- But beneath this pyramid Thou art not if a thing divine Like thee can die, thy funeral shrine II Where art thou, my gentle child? Let me think that through low seeds To William Shelley. Mrs. Shelley, 1824 || To William, Harvard MS. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 1824, dated 1819. Motto: may I, Harvard MS. || I may, Mrs. Shelley, 1824. ii. 3 with, Harvard MS. || within, Mrs. Shelley, 1824. Of sweet flowers and sunny grass LINES WRITTEN FOR THE POEM TO I THE world is now our dwelling-place; Of what was great and free does keep, Mild thoughts of man's ungentle race II This lament, The memory of thy grievous wrong Will fade But genius is Omnipotent To hallow ii. 7 Of sweet, Harvard MS. || Of the sweet, Mrs. Shelley, 1824. Lines written for the Poem to William Shelley. Published by Garnett, 1862, dated 1818. TO WILLIAM SHELLEY THY little footsteps on the sands Of a remote and lonely shore; Where now the worm will feed no more; TO CONSTANTIA I THE rose that drinks the fountain dew For the planet of frost, so cold and bright, II Such is my heart roses are fair, And that at best a withered blossom; But thy false care did idly wear Its withered leaves in a faithless bosom ; And fed with love, like air and dew, To William Shelley. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18391, dated 1819. To Constantia. Published by Mrs. Shelley, 18391, dated 1817. TO EMILIA VIVIANI I MADONNA, wherefore hast thou sent to me Embleming love and health, which never yet Alas, and they are wet! Is it with thy kisses or thy tears? For never rain or dew Such fragrance drew From plant or flower - the very doubt endears My sadness ever new, The sighs I breathe, the tears I shed for thee. II Send the stars light, but send not love to me, Health like a heap of embers soon to fade. ΤΟ age O MIGHTY mind, in whose deep stream this To Emilia Viviani. Published i. by Mrs. Shelley, 1824; ii. 1 by Garnett, 1862; ii. 2, 3 by Forman, 1876; dated 1821. To - Fragment of an Address to Byron, Forman. Published by Garnett, 1862, dated 1818. SONNET TO BYRON [I am afraid these verses will not please you, but] IF I esteemed you less, Envy would kill Marks your creations rise as fast and fair But such is my regard that nor your power sod the worm beneath the May lift itself in homage of the God. Sonnet to Byron. Published, in part, by Medwin, 1832, 1847, and recomposed by aid of Boscombe MS. by Rossetti, 1870, dated 1821. 1 you, Rossetti || him, Medwin, 1832; thee, Medwin, 1847. 2, 3 Medwin 1832, 1847. 4 Rossetti || My soul which as a worm may haply share, Medwin 1832; My soul which even as a worm may share, Medwin, 1847. 5 Medwin, 1832, 1847. 6 your, Rossetti || his, Medwin, 1832; thy, Medwin, 1847. 7 Medwin, 1832, 1847. 8-11 Rossetti || But not the blessings of thy happier lot, Medwin, 1847. 12-14 Medwin, 1847. |