Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
The gold-hoarder walked in his palace park and with him walked his troubles. And over his head hovered worries as ...
The tempest calmed after bending the branches of the trees and leaning heavily upon the grain in the field. The ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Going forward to receive the ashes humble in my spirit but feeling your love Happy in my dust contemplating my ...
The Advent seasons the days watching the star waiting for the Christ-child the moment of His birth It is a ...
The Hope of the Nations the Prince of Peace the Messiah, the Savior the Lord, Jesus Christ He was born ...
Maybe like Naaman putting a stumbling block an additional hurdle, a burden where there is love Contemplating grace more to ...
Yup, I did it again; went shopping while hungry I even stood at the deli counter, contemplating whether or not ...
FUCK ME I'm all screwed up so FUCK ME. FUCK ME and take out the garbage feed the cat and ...
That odd old man is dead a year -- We miss his stated Hat. 'Twas such an evening bright and ...
The opposite seeks the opposite and the drop of black grows within white until turning white into black and conversely ...
Contemplating Hell, as I once heard it, My brother Shelley found it to be a place Much like the city ...
I built my soul a lordly pleasure-house, Wherein at ease for aye to dwell. I said, "O Soul, make merry ...
What I was doing with my white teeth exposed like that on the side of the road I don't know, ...
Scene, on an Eminence on one of those Downs, which afford to the South a view of the Sea; to ...
Republic of Niger Nomads are said to know their way by an exact spot in the sky, the touch of ...
Encircled by her arms as by a shell, she hears her being murmur, while forever he endures the outrage of ...
There were faces to remember in the Valley of the Shadow, There were faces unregarded, there were faces to forget; ...
Since Christmas they have lived with us, Guileless and clear, Oval soul-animals, Taking up half the space, Moving and rubbing ...
I plucked my soul out of its secret place, And held it to the mirror of my eye, To see ...
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