Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
with landbound legs a wish for the easy flow of a river - not the clambering up crags to seek ...
I find that phrase divine, oh so appealing The Smell of an Orange is Appealing, a bit of a smirk ...
Had I not This, or This, I said, Appealing to Myself, In moment of prosperity -- Inadequate -- were Life ...
Thank you Ambrose for the kitchen door ajar, a sign your friendship never closed on me, an amity extended from ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Make your daily monument the Ego, use a masochist's epistemology of shame and dog-eared certainty that others less exacting might ...
After the movie, when the lights come up, He takes her powdered hand behind the wings; She, all in yellow, ...
AULD comrade dear, and brither sinner, How's a' the folk about Glenconner? How do you this blae eastlin wind, That's ...
'My future will not copy fair my past'- I wrote that once; and thinking at my side My ministering life-angel ...
1 AN old man bending, I come, among new faces, Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children, Come tell ...
1 DESPAIRING cries float ceaselessly toward me, day and night, The sad voice of Death-the call of my nearest lover, ...
1 YET, yet, ye downcast hours, I know ye also; Weights of lead, how ye clog and cling at my ...
Now ere I slept, my prayer had been that I might see my way To do the will of Christ, ...
'There sinks the nebulous star we call the Sun, If that hypothesis of theirs be sound' Said Ida; 'let us ...
They pass upon their old, tremulous feet, Creeping with little satchels down the street, And they remember, many years ago, ...
ERE I lose myself in the vastness and drowse myself with the peace, While I gaze on the light and ...
I Hear the sledges with the bells- Silver bells! What a world of merriment their melody foretells! How they tinkle, ...
Go where glory waits thee, But while fame elates thee, Oh! still remember me. When the praise thou meetest To ...
Somewhere the long mellow note of the blackbird Quickens the unclasping hands of hazel, Somewhere the wind-flowers fling their heads ...
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