Percy Bysshe Shelley — Fragment: My Head Is Wild With Weeping

[Published by W.M. Rossetti, 1870.] 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.