Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings: climb ...
O solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings; climb ...
We have a small sculpture of Henry James on our terrace in New York City. Nothing would surprise him. The ...
Your troubles shrink not, though I feel them less Here, far away, than when I tarried near; I even smile ...
I watch you walk up our front path, the entire right side of your body, stiff and unbending, your leg, ...
So rich the stew the memory coming back to me the paddle blade cut into the water pulling up lily ...
Give me truths, For I am weary of the surfaces, And die of inanition. If I knew Only the herbs ...
The manic fires flared again today, very much the same irrational urges blazing from the open grate, urgent fervours that ...
What is it with Hezbollah representing barely 15% of the Lebanese Parliament living outside the government immersed in an undeclared ...
PART I 'Tis the middle of night by the castle clock And the owls have awakened the crowing cock; Tu-whit!- ...
Come queen of months in company Wi all thy merry minstrelsy The restless cuckoo absent long And twittering swallows chimney ...
The landscape sleeps in mist from morn till noon; And, if the sun looks through, 'tis with a face Beamless ...
Sence fair Jessica hez left us Seems ez ef she hed bereft us, When she went, o' half o' livin'; ...
The sluggish clouds hang low upon the town, And from yon lamp in chilled and sodden rays The feeble light ...
Severed and gone, so many years! And art thou still so dear to me, That throbbing heart and burning tears ...
Gloomily the clouds are sailing O'er the dimly moonlit sky; Dolefully the wind is wailing; Not another sound is nigh; ...
I know 'tis but a loom of land, Yet is it land, and so I will rejoice, I know I ...
"Oh yes, I went over to Edmonstoun the other day and saw Johnny, mooning around as usual! He will never ...
WITNESS FOR TROUT FISHING IN AMERICA PEACE In San Francisco around Easter time last year, they had a trout fishing ...
ANOTHER METHOD OF MAKING WALNUT CATSUP And this is a very small cookbook for Trout Fishing in America as if ...
CAULD is the e'enin blast, O' Boreas o'er the pool, An' dawin' it is dreary, When birks are bare at ...
THE GLOOMY night is gath'ring fast, Loud roars the wild, inconstant blast, Yon murky cloud is foul with rain, I ...
As the night was beginning to close in one rough September day In the year of 1838, a steamer passed ...
Mean while the heinous and despiteful act Of Satan, done in Paradise; and how He, in the serpent, had perverted ...
(To Sylvia.) My Love, my Love, it was a day in June, A mellow, drowsy, golden afternoon; And all the ...
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