| Edmund Clarence Stedman, ed. (1833–1908). A Victorian Anthology, 1837–1895. 1895. |
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| San Terenzo |
| | | Andrew Lang (1844–1912) |
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| MID April seemed like some November day, | |
| When through the glassy waters, dull as lead, | |
| Our boat, like shadowy barques that bear the dead, | |
| Slipped down the long shores of the Spezian bay, | |
| Rounded a point,—and San Terenzo lay | 5 |
| Before us, that gay village, yellow and red, | |
| The roof that covered Shelley’s homeless head,— | |
| His house, a place deserted, bleak and gray. | |
| The waves broke on the doorstep; fishermen | |
| Cast their long nets, and drew, and cast again. | 10 |
| Deep in the ilex woods we wandered free, | |
| When suddenly the forest glades were stirred | |
| With waving pinions, and a great sea bird | |
| Flew forth, like Shelley’s spirit, to the sea! | |
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