The World's Wanderers

                      I
Tell me, thou star, whose wings of light
Speed thee in thy fiery flight,
In what cavern of the night
	Will thy pinions close now?

                      II
Tell me, moon, thou pale and grey
Pilgrim of heaven’s homeless way,
In what depth of night or day
	Seekest thou repose now?

                     III
Weary wind, who wanderest
Like the world’s rejected guest,
Hast thou still some secret nest
	On the tree or billow?

Credit

This poem is in the public domain.

About this Poem

"The World's Wanderers" first appeared in Posthumous Poems (John and Henry L. Hunt, 1824).

Author

Percy Bysshe Shelley

Percy Bysshe Shelley, whose literary career was marked with controversy due to his views on religion, atheism, socialism, and free love, is known as a talented lyrical poet and one of the major figures of English romanticism.

Date Published

01/01/1824