Percy Bysshe Shelley: Fragment: 'My Head Is Wild with Weeping'

My head is wild with weeping for a grief
Which is the shadow of a gentle mind.
I walk into the air (but no relief
To seek,—or haply, if I sought, to find;
It came unsought);—to wonder that a chief
Among men's spirits should be cold and blind.

NOTE:
_4 find cj. A.C. Bradley.