Percy Bysshe Shelley

Here you will find the Poem Fragment From The Wandering Jew of poet Percy Bysshe Shelley

Fragment From The Wandering Jew

The Elements respect their Maker's seal!
Still Like the scathed pine tree's height,
Braving the tempests of the night
Have I 'scaped the flickering flame.
Like the scathed pine, which a monument stands 
Of faded grandeur, which the brands
Of the tempest-shaken air
Have riven on the desolate heath;
Yet it stands majestic even in death,
And rears its wild form there.