Poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

A Hate-Song

A hater he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute;
And he sang a song which was more of a screech
'Gainst a woman that was a brute. 

1. The Fitful Alternations of the Rain
2. The Solitary
3. Homer's Hymn to Minerva
4. From the Arabic, an Imitation
5. The Spectral Horseman

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