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.
Fragment: My Head Is Wild With Weeping
Percy Bysshe Shelley
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Poem topics: grief, walk, head, wild, gentle, shadow, mind, cold, blind, relief, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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