When the hero of Ferdinand von Loeben\u27s 1 808 novel Guido sees a sample of handwriting in Sanskrit he remarks, languages have always seemed to me to be lost holy children who cover the whole world in search of their mother (p. 62). Guido\u27s observation could stand as a paraphrase of Percy Shelley\u27s lifelong interest in language, mediated as it was by his equally compelling obsessions with maternity and subjectivity. And we are fortunate to have these three concerns brought together by Barbara Gelpi\u27s Shelley\u27s Goddess