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The third volume, covering the years 1819 to Shelley's death in 1820 | |
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Contents in Alphabetical Order | |
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A ballad: Young Parson Richards | |
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A daughter mother and a grandmother | |
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A lone wood walk, where meeting branches lean | |
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A metropolis/Hemmed in with mountain walls | |
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A New National Anthem | |
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A poet of the finest water | |
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A swift & hidden Spirit of decay | |
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A Vision of the Sea | |
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A winged city, like a wisp of cloud | |
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An Allegory | |
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An eagle floating in the golden glory | |
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An Exhortation | |
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An Incitement to Satan ('By the everlasting God') | |
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An infant in a boat without a helm | |
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An Ode ('Arise, arise, arise!') A | |
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An Ode ('Arise, arise, arise!') B | |
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And in that deathlike cave | |
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And those sweet flowers that had sprung | |
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And what art thou, Presumptuous, who profanest | |
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Archeanissa, thou of Colophon/Even in whose wrinkles sits keen love | |
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Arethusa | |
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As deaf as adders - | |
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and as poisonous too | |
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Child of Despair and Desire | |
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Circumstance (A man who was about to hang himself) | |
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Come thou Awakener of the spirit's Ocean | |
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[Bind] eagle wings upon the lagging hours | |
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Dante's Purgatorio I 1-6 | |
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Death | |
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Deluge and dearth, ardours and frosts and earthquake | |
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Englandin 1819 | |
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[England] thou widowed mother, whose wan breasts are dry | |
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Ever round around the flowering | |
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Forebodings | |
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Fragment: A Satire upon Satire | |
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Fragments connected with Oedipus Tyrannus A: Roofing his palace chamber with the scalps of women | |
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Fragments connected with Oedipus Tyrannus B: And in those gemless rings which once were eyes | |
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From my hollow heart | |
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From the Arabic: An Imitation (My faint spirit was sitting in the light) | |
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Gather from the uttermost | |
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God and the Devil ('Beautiful this rolling Earth') | |
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Good Night | |
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He cometh forth among men | |
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He wanders like a day-appearing dream | |
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Her dress | |
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His bushy wide and solid beard | |
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His face was like a Snake's, wrinkled and loose | |
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Holy my sweet love | |
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Hymn of Apollo | |
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Hymn of Pan | |
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Hymn to Mercury | |
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I care not for the subtle looks | |
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I had two babes- a sister and a brother | |
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I have had a dream tonight | |
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I hear ye hear/The sudden whirlwind... | |
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PU draft? | |
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I love. What me? aye child, I love thee too | |
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I more esteem | |
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I sang of one I knew not | |
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I stood upon a Heaven-cleaving turret | |
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If I walk in Autumn even | |
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If the cloud which roofs the sky | |
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If the good money which I lent to thee | |
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In isles of odoriferous pines | |
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Is it that in some brighter sphere | |
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Is there more on earth than we | |
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It is a savage mountain slope | |
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It was a bright and cheerful afternoon | |
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It was a winter such as when birds die | |
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Italian translation from PU A (II v 48-71) | |
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Italian translation from PU B (II v 72-110) | |
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Italian translation from PU C (IV 1-55 and 57-82) | |
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Italian translation of 'To Sidmouth and Castlereagh' | |
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Italian translation of parts of Laon & Cythna | |
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Kissing Helen(a) (Kissing Helena, together) | |
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Letter to Maria Gisborne | |
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Like a black spider caught | |
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Lines to A Critic | |
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Lines to a Reviewer ('Alas! good friend, what profit can you see') | |
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Lines Written During the Castlereagh Administration | |
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Love, Hope, Desire and Fear | |
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Love's Philosophy | |
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Matilda Gathering Flowers | |
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Mine eyes [ ] like two ever-bleeding wounds | |
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Music ('I pant for the music') | |
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My dear brother Harry | |
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Now the day has died away | |
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O [ ] of thought | |
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O thou immortal deity | |
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O thou power, the swiftest | |
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O! what is that whose light intense | |
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Ode to Heaven | |
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Ode to Liberty | |
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Ode to NaplesA | |
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Ode to NaplesB | |
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Ode to the West Wind | |
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Oh time, oh night, o day | |
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Oh, Music, thou art not "the food of Love" | |
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On a Faded Violet | |
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On the Medusa of Leonardo | |
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One atom of golden cloud, like a fiery star | |
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Orpheus (Not far from hence) | |
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Pantherlike Spirit! Beautiful and swift | |
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People of England, ye who toil and groan | |
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Perhaps the only comfort that remains | |
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Peter Bell the Third | |
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Polluting darkness tremblingly quivers | |
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Proteus Wordsworth, who shall bind thee | |
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Satan at Large ('A golden-wing�d Angel stood) | |
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Say the beloved Son of Mercury | |
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Shattering the sunlight into many a star | |
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She was the Sepulchre | |
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Soft pillows for the fiends | |
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Song (Rarely, rarely comest thou) | |
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Song of Proserpine | |
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Song, To the Men of England | |
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Sonnet ('Ye hasten to the dead !') | |
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Sonnet: Political Greatness | |
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Spirit of Plato (Eagle! Why soarest thou above that tomb?) | |
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Such sorrow this lady to her took | |
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Sucking hydras hashed in sulphur | |
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The Birth of Pleasure ('At the creation of the Earth') | |
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The Cloud | |
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The dashing of the stream is as the voices | |
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The dewy silence of the breathing night | |
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The fiery mountains answer each other ('Liberty') | |
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The fitful alternations of the rain | |
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The Fugitives (The waters are flashing) | |
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The gentleness of rain is in the Wind | |
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The Indian Serenade | |
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The laminatious gossamers were glancing | |
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The Mask of Anarchy | |
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The memory of the good is ever green | |
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The Pursued and the Pursuer | |
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The Question | |
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The roses arose early to blossom | |
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The Sensitive Plant | |
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The Spirit of an infant's purity | |
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The sun is set, the swallows are asleep ('Evening: Ponte A Mare, Pisa') | |
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The Towerof Famine(Amid the desolation of a city) | |
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The vale is like a vast Metropolis | |
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The Waning Moon | |
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The Witch of Atlas | |
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The Woodman and the Nightingale | |
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There is a wind which language faints beneath | |
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There was a gorgeous marriage feast | |
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Thou at whose Dawn the everlasting sun | |
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Time Long Past | |
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Time who outruns and oversoars whatever | |
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To - ('I fear thy kisses') | |
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To - ('When Passion's Trance') | |
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To a Skylark | |
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To lay my weary head upon thy lap | |
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To Music ('Silver key of the fountain of tears) | |
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To Night | |
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To Sidmouth and Castlereagh: Similes | |
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To Sophia | |
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To Stella (Thou wert the morning star among the living) | |
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To William Shelley | |
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To Xanthippe (Here catch this apple, girl + Here catch this apple) | |
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Twas in a wilderness of roses where | |
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'Twas the twentieth of October | |
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Una vallata verde | |
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What has thou done then, Lifted up the curtain | |
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What if the suns and stars and Earth | |
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What think you the dead are? | |
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Where art thou, beloved tomorrow | |
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Why would you overlive your life again | |
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With weary feet chasing Unrest and Care | |
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Within a cavern of man's trackless spirit | |
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Within the surface of the fleeting river | |