Percy Bysshe Shelley citations

St. 21
To a Skylark (1821)

Source: The Complete Poems

St. 18
To a Skylark (1821)
Source: The Complete Poems

St. XXXVIII
Adonais (1821)
Contexte: He wakes or sleeps with the enduring dead;
Thou canst not soar where he is sitting now -
Dust to the dust! but the pure spirit shall flow
Back to the burning fountain whence it came,
A portion of the Eternal.

St. XLI
Adonais (1821)

Letter to Maria Gisborne (1820), l. 302

Source: Hellas (1821), l. 34

Love's Philosophy (1819), st. 2

The Cenci (1819), Act I, sc. iii, l. 88

St. X
Adonais (1821)
Contexte: Lost Angel of a ruined Paradise!
She knew not 'twas her own; as with no stain
She faded, like a cloud which had outwept its rain.

St. 2
To a Skylark (1821)
Contexte: Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest,
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar and soaring ever singest.

Calderón, “Scenes from the <i>Magico Prodigioso</i>” fourth speech of Cyprian, as translated by Shelley, found in The Poetical Works of Percy Bysshe Shelley, Scott, William B, ed. https://archive.org/details/poeticalworksofp1934shel/page/577
Misattributed

Canto XI, st. 18
The Revolt of Islam (1817)

A Defence of Poetry http://www.bartleby.com/27/23.html (1821)

The Moon, Act IV, l. 451
Variante: Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.
Source: Prometheus Unbound (1818–1819; publ. 1820)

Love's Philosophy http://www.readprint.com/work-1365/Percy-Bysshe-Shelley (1819), st. 1

Source: The Necessity of Atheism and Other Essays

Source: A Defence of Poetry and Other Essays

Prometheus Unbound

Canto V, st. 23
The Revolt of Islam (1817)

St. XLIII
Adonais (1821)

Notes
Queen Mab (1813)

St. 8
Song: Rarely, Rarely, Comest Thou http://www.poetryconnection.net/poets/Percy_Bysshe_Shelley/17889 (1821)

An Exhortation (1819), st. 2

St. 2
Hymn to Intellectual Beauty (1816)
Contexte: Spirit of BEAUTY, that dost consecrate
With thine own hues all thou dost shine upon
Of human thought or form, where art thou gone?
Why dost thou pass away and leave our state,
This dim vast vale of tears, vacant and desolate?
Ask why the sunlight not for ever
Weaves rainbows o'er yon mountain-river,
Why aught should fail and fade that once is shown,
Why fear and dream and death and birth
Cast on the daylight of this earth
Such gloom, why man has such a scope
For love and hate, despondency and hope?