The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poems)
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
A CHRISTMAS LAY.I. Ah! the happy Christmas times! Times we all remember;-- Times that flung a ruddy glow O'er the gray December;-- Will they never ...
DAZZLED by sun and drugged by space they wait,These homeless peoples, at our prairie gate;Dumb with the awe of those ...
In his dim chapel day by dayThe organist was wont to play,And please himself with fluted reveries;And all the spirit's ...
THE captive pirate sate alone,Musing over triumphs gone,Gazing on the clear blue skyFrom his dungeon window high.Dreamingly he sate, and ...
The moan of a wintry soul Melted into a summer song,And the words, like the wavelet's roll, Moved murmuringly along.And ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
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