Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

To Byron

O mighty mind, in whose deep stream this age
Shakes like a reed in the unheeding storm,
Why dost thou curb not thine own sacred rage?

1. To Death
2. Liberty
3. The Fitful Alternations of the Rain
4. Letter To Maria Gisborne
5. Bereavement

John Keats To Byron ("Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody!")

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