The book, dreamt up (literally) by the 18-year-old Shelley in 1816 and written at a fever pitch during the next two years, was lying at an angle on a top shelf in Lord Byron’s library.
The book, dreamt up (literally) by the 18-year-old Shelley in 1816 and written at a fever pitch during the next two years, was lying at an angle on a top shelf in Lord Byron’s library.