Lyric Poem · Life
A Hate-Song
A hater he came and sat by a ditch,
And he took an old cracked lute;
And he sang a song which was more of a screech
'Gainst a woman that was a brute.
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“A Hate-Song” by Percy Bysshe Shelley — quilloak.com/poems/a-hate-song
Quick facts
- Poem
- A Hate-Song
- Poet
- Percy Bysshe Shelley
- Length
- 4 lines
- Form
- Lyric Poem, Short Poems
- Themes
- Life, Short
Text, source & rights
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- Author record
- Percy Bysshe Shelley1792–1822
- Source record
- PoetryDBA Hate-Song by percy-bysshe-shelley, PoetryDB transcription
- Display decision
- Full text · United States · reviewed 2026-07-18
- Publication record
- Not recorded in the imported source
- Text fingerprint
- SHA-256 53adfb7998ae5e01…
- Editorial handling
- Whitespace and stanza breaks normalized for web display; no material wording change recorded.
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