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TEXT: 210 of earth transcript.
224 said 18391,2.
240 his 18392; camelopard 18391,2.
244 age 18391,2.
245 a 18391,2.
250 H. S. 1824, 18391.
265 besides, transcript.
276 who 18391,2.
288 a 18391,2.
and 1824; H and 18391; Hunt and 18392. Forman conjectures that originally Horace Smith and Hunt only were meant, and that the names varied in different versions. The text is settled by the MSS., and the arrangement of blanks above by Mrs. Shelley affords very slight ground to suspect it.
299, 300 omit 1824, 18391.
313 "Iμepos, from which the river Himera was named, is, with some slight shade of difference, a synonym of Love.' Shelley's Note. 318 spite of... 18392.
MS. Boscombe. Transcript, Hunt. 309 Ode to Naples. Miss Clairmont's Diary, July 16, 1820: "Report of the Revolution at Naples. The people assembled round the palace [July 2] demanding a constitution; the king ordered his troops to fire and disperse the crowd; they refused, and he has now promised a Constitution. The head of them is the Duke of Campo Chiaro. This is glorious, and is produced by the Revolution in Spain." Dowden, ii. 342.
Shelley (from the Baths of San Giuliano) to Mrs. Shelley, July 23, 1820: "There is bad news from Palermo. The soldiers resisted the people, and a terrible slaughter, amounting, it is said, to four thousand men, ensued. The event, however, was as it should be. Sicily, like Naples, is free. By the brief and partial accounts of the Florence papers it
appears that the enthusiasm of the inhabitants was prodigious, and that the women fought from the houses, raining down boiling oil on the assailants." Dowden, ii. 342, 343.
Shelley (from the Baths of San Giuliano) to Mrs. Shelley, September 1, 1820: "At Naples the constitutional party have declared to the Austrian minister that, if the Emperor should make war upon them, their first action would be to put to death all the members of the royal family a necessary and most just measure, when the forces of the combatants, as well as the merits of their respective causes, are so unequal." Dowden, ii. 343.
[The Ode was written between August 17 and 25, according to the entry in Mrs. Shelley's Journal.] Shelley (from Pisa) to Ollier, February 16, 1821 : "I send you three poems- -Ode to Naples, a sonnet and Epipsychidion." Shelley Memorials, p. 152. Medwin, Life, ii. 28: "Shelley felt deeply the resubjugation of Naples, and used to inveigh against Moore's lines, beginning 'Yes, down to the dust with them, slaves as they are,' suggested by a failure which he deemed ignominious; and Shelley said that they were written in a spirit unworthy of himself and an Irishman, and whether merited or not were cruel and ungenerous."
TEXT: Shelley's Notes, Introductory: "The author has connected many recollections of his visit to Pompeii and Baie with the enthusiasm excited by the intelligence of the proclamation of a Constitutional Government at Naples. This has given a tinge of picturesque and descriptive imagery to the introductory Epodes which depicture these scenes, and some of the majestic feelings permanently connected with the scene of the animating event.
39 Homer and Virgil.
104 Ææa, the island of Circe.
112 The viper was the armorial device of the Visconti, tyrants of Milan."
Rossetti revises the designation of the divisions of the Ode.
317 Liberty, TEXT: i. 4 zone 1824, 18391,2.
318 Summer and Winter, TEXT: 11 do die 1829. Transcript, in Mrs. Shelley's hand, Frederickson.
319 The Tower of Famine, TEXT : 7 For || With 1829. Transscript, in Mrs. Shelley's hand, Frederickson. 320 An Allegory, TEXT : ii. 1 passed 18391,2.
320 The World's Wanderers. Forman conjectures that the poem lacks a stanza.
321 Sonnet. Signed in The Literary Pocket-Book. TEXT: 1 dead 1824, 18391,2.
5 anticipation 1824, 18391,2.
7 mayest 18391,2, mayst Rossetti.
8 that which 18391,2.
wouldst 18392, Rossetti, Forman.
MSS. Harvard, Ollier.
The Harvard MS. followed by Hunt and Mrs. Shelley seems earlier than the Ollier MS. followed by later editors.
322 Lines to a Reviewer. Signed ≥ in The Literary Pocket-Book. TEXT: 2 an 1824.
3 where 1824, 18391,2, Rossetti.
323 Time Long Past. From the Stacey MS. One of the three poems written by Shelley in the copy of Hunt's Literary Pocket-Book given by him to Miss Stacey, December 29, 1820.
324 Buona Notte, Medwin, Life, ii. 178, 179: “I often asked Shelley if he had never attempted to write, like Matthias, in Italian, and he showed me a sort of serenade which I give as a curiosity, but proving that he had not made a profound study of the language, which, like Spanish, he had acquired without a gra nar, - trusting to his fine ear and memory, rather than to rules." [Printed by Medwin in The Angler in Wales, i. 277, without comment.]
TEXT: i. 2 sarà || sia 1834, 1847.
4 buona | bene 1834.
Signed in The Literary Pocket-Book, 1822. MSS. Harvard, Stacey. This is one of the three poems written by Shelley in The Literary PocketBook given to Miss Stacey, December 29, 1820. Rossetti follows that MS. The Stacey version is poetically inferior to that of Hunt, Mrs. Shelley, and the Harvard MS., and even if it be a later copy it may not represent the poet's final choice. Shelley may have sent the lines to Hunt, when first written, and they may have remained in his hands until 1822; or he may have sent them after December 29, 1820, a supposition which corresponds better with Hunt's letters, and in this case the copy represents his decision, preferring one to the other version; at all events, he left Hunt's copy uncorrected. The Harvard MS. cancellation in iii. 1, noted in the footnote, is a slight indication that this is really the later form, since a line beginning the same as that of the Stacey MS. was in the writer's mind, and was rejected. Where the matter is so uncertain, it seems best to print the better poem, especially as it is the one that has been accepted for fifty years.
POEMS WRITTEN IN 1821
Mrs. Shelley's Note, 18391, iv. 149–154: "My task becomes inexpressibly painful as the year draws near that which sealed our earthly fate; and each poem and each event it records, has a real or mysterious connection with the fatal catastrophe. I feel that I am incapable of putting on paper the history of those times. The heart of the man, abhorred of the poet,
666 'Who could peep and botanize upon his mother's grave,' does not appear to me less inexplicably framed than that of one who can dissect and probe past woes, and repeat to the public ear the groans drawn from them in the throes of their agony.
"The year 1821 was spent in Pisa, or at the baths of San Giuliano. We were not, as our wont had been, alone
friends had gathered round us. Nearly all are dead; and when memory recurs to the past, she wanders among tombs : the genius with all his blighting errors and mighty powers; the companion of Shelley's ocean-wanderings, and the sharer of his fate, than whom no man ever existed more gentle, generous, and fearless; and others, who found in Shelley's society, and in his great knowledge and warm sympathy, delight, instruction and solace, have joined him beyond the grave. A few survive who have felt life a desert since he left it. What misfortune can equal death? Change can convert every other into a blessing, or heal its sting — death alone has no cure; it shakes the foundations of the earth on which we tread, it destroys its beauty, it casts down our shelter, it exposes us bare to desolation; when those we love have passed into eternity, 'life is the desert and the solitude,' in which we are forced to linger — but never find comfort
'Shelley's favorite taste was boating; when living near the Thames, or by the lake of Geneva, much of his life was spent on the water. On the shore of every lake, or stream, or sea, near which he dwelt, he had a boat moored. He had latterly enjoyed this pleasure again. There are no pleasureboats on the Arno, and the shallowness of its waters, except in winter time, when the stream is too turbid and impetuous for boating, rendered it difficult to get any skiff light enough to float. Shelley, however, overcame the difficulty; he, together with a friend, contrived a boat such as the huntsmen carry about with them in the Maremma, to cross the sluggish but deep streams that intersect the forests, a boat of laths and pitched canvas; it held three persons, and he was often seen on the Arno in it, to the horror of the Italians, who remonstrated on the danger, and could not understand how any one could take pleasure in an exercise that risked life. Ma va per la vita !' they exclaimed. I little thought how true their words would prove. He once ventured with a friend [Williams], on the glassy sea of a calm day, down the Arno and round the coast, to Leghorn, which by keeping close in shore was very practicable. They returned to Pisa by the canal, when, missing the direct cut, they got entan