30.  An Examination of the :  Shelley Manuscripts :  In the Bodleian Library :  Being a collation thereof with the printed :  texts, resulting in the publication of :  several long fragments hitherto unknown, :  and the introduction of many improved :  readings into “Prometheus Unbound”, and : other poems, by :  C.D.  Locock, B.A. :  Oxford :  At the Clarendon Press : 1903.

The early poems from the Esdaile manuscript book, which are included in this edition by the kind permission of the owner of the volume, Charles E.J.  Esdaile, Esq., appeared for the first time in Professor Dowden’s “Life of Percy Bysshe Shelley”, published in the year 1887.

One poem from the same volume; entitled “The Wandering Jew’s Soliloquy”, was printed in one of the Shelley Society Publications (Second Series, No. 12), a reprint of “The Wandering Jew”, edited by Mr. Bertram Dobell in 1887.

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INDEX OF FIRST LINES.

A cat in distress : 
A gentle story of two lovers young : 
A glorious people vibrated again : 
A golden-winged Angel stood : 
A Hater he came and sat by a ditch : 
A man who was about to hang himself : 
A pale Dream came to a Lady fair : 
A portal as of shadowy adamant : 
A rainbow’s arch stood on the sea : 
A scene, which ’wildered fancy viewed : 
A Sensitive Plant in a garden grew : 
A shovel of his ashes took : 
A widow bird sate mourning : 
A woodman whose rough heart was out of tune : 
Ah! faint are her limbs, and her footstep is weary : 
Ah! grasp the dire dagger and couch the fell spear : 
Ah! quit me not yet, for the wind whistles shrill : 
Ah, sister!  Desolation is a delicate thing : 
Ah! sweet is the moonbeam that sleeps on yon fountain : 
Alas! for Liberty! : 
Alas, good friend, what profit can you see : 
Alas! this is not what I thought life was : 
Ambition, power, and avarice, now have hurled : 
Amid the desolation of a city : 
Among the guests who often stayed : 
An old, mad, blind, despised, and dying king : 
And can’st thou mock mine agony, thus calm : 
And earnest to explore within—­around : 
And ever as he went he swept a lyre : 
And, if my grief should still be dearer to me : 
And like a dying lady, lean and pale : 
And many there were hurt by that strong boy : 
And Peter Bell, when he had been : 
And said I that all hope was fled : 
And that I walk thus proudly crowned withal : 
And the cloven waters like a chasm of mountains : 
And when the old man saw that on the green : 
And where is truth?  On tombs? for such to thee : 
And who feels discord now or sorrow? : 
Arethusa arose : 
Ariel to Miranda:—­Take : 
Arise, arise, arise! : 
Art thou indeed forever gone : 
Art thou pale for weariness : 
As a violet’s gentle eye : 
As from an ancestral oak : 
As I lay asleep in Italy : 
As the sunrise to the night : 
Ask not the pallid stranger’s woe : 
At the creation of the Earth : 
Away! the moor is dark beneath the moon :