Fragment: 'My Head Is Wild With Weeping'.

A poem by Percy Bysshe Shelley

My head is wild with weeping for a grief
Which is the shadow of a gentle mind.
I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek, - or haply, if I sought, to find;
It came unsought); - to wonder that a chief
Among men's spirits should be cold and blind.

Reader Comments

Tell us what you think of 'Fragment: 'My Head Is Wild With Weeping'.' by Percy Bysshe Shelley

comments powered by Disqus

Home | Search | About this website | Contact | Privacy Policy