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Title: The complete works of Percy Bysshe Shelley
Year: 1904 (1900s)
Authors: Shelley, Percy Bysshe, 1792-1822 Dole, Nathan Haskell, 1852-1935 Homer. Selections. English. 1904 Euripides. Cyclops. Selections. 1904 Calderón de la Barca, Pedro, 1600-1681. Magico prodigioso. Selections. 1904 Goethe, Johann Wolfgang von, 1749-1832. Faust. Selections. 1904
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Publisher: London and Boston, Virtue & company
Contributing Library: The Library of Congress
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s to be anecessity in doing so, and I obey the impulsethat urges me. I wrote to you either at the end of May orthe beginning of June. I described to you theplace we were living in, our desolate house,the beauty yet strangeness of the scenery, andthe delight Shelley took in all this: he neverwas in better health or spirits than during thistime. I was not well in body or mind. Mynerves were wound up to the utmost irritation,and the sense of misfortune hung over myspirits. No words can tell you how I hatedour house and the country about it. Shelleyreproached me for this; his health was good,and the place was quite after his own heart.What could I answer ? That the people werewild and hateful; that, though the countrywas beautiful, yet I like a more countrifiedplace; that there was great difficulty in liv-ing ; that all our Tuscans would leave us, andthat the very jargon of these Genoese wasdisgusting. This was all I had to say, but no wordscould describe my feelings; the beauty of the236
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Mrs. Shelleys Letter woods made me weep and shudder: so vehementwas my feeling of dislike that I used to rejoicewhen the winds and the waves permitted me togo out in the boat, so that I was not obligedto take my usual walk among tree-shadedpaths, alleys of vine-festooned trees — all thatbefore I doted on, and that now weighed onme. My only moments of peace were onboard that unhappy boat, when, lying downwith my head on his knee, I shut my eyes,and felt the wind and our swift motion alone. My ill-health might account for much ofthis; bathing in the sea somewhat relievedme: but on the 8th of June, I think it was,I was threatened with a miscarriage, and, aftera week of great ill-health, on Sunday the 16ththis took place at eight in the morning. I wasso ill that for seven hours I lay nearly lifeless— kept from fainting by brandy, vinegar, eaude Cologne, etc. At length ice was broughtto our solitude: it came before the doctor, soClaire and Jane were afraid of using it; butShelley overr

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