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 ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
Cupid as he lay among Roses, by a Bee was stung. Whereupon in anger flying To his Mother, said thus ...
in the wares before you spread, Types of all things may be read. 'NEATH the shadow Of these bushes, On ...
When man had ceased to utter his lament, A god then let me tell my tale of sorrow. WHAT hope ...
THE hero's noble shade stands high On yonder turret grey; And as the ship is sailing by, He speeds it ...
Sooner I'd praise a Cloud which Light beguiles, Than thy rash Hand which robs this Face of Smiles; And does ...
1.1 Lo now! four other acts upon the stage, 1.2 Childhood, and Youth, the Manly, and Old-age. 1.3 The first: ...
SAD thy tale, thou idle page, And rueful thy alarms: Death tears the brother of her love From Isabella's arms. ...
THERE'S Auld Rob Morris that wons in yon glen, He's the King o' gude fellows, and wale o' auld men; ...
I GAED a waefu' gate yestreen, A gate, I fear, I'll dearly rue; I gat my death frae twa sweet ...
TO my friend Butts I write My first vision of light, On the yellow sands sitting. The sun was emitting ...
THEL'S MOTTO 1 Does the Eagle know what is in the pit? 2 Or wilt thou go ask the Mole? ...
Sweet dreams form a shade, O'er my lovely infants head. Sweet dreams of pleasant streams, By happy silent moony beams ...
A little black thing among the snow: Crying weep, weep, in notes of woe! Where are thy father & mother? ...
He said, and pass'd with sad presaging heart To seek his spouse, his soul's far dearer part; At home he ...
Part 1 WHAT dire Offence from am'rous Causes springs, What mighty Contests rise from trivial Things, I sing -- This ...
Not with more glories, in th' etherial plain, The sun first rises o'er the purpled main, Than, issuing forth, the ...
She said: the pitying audience melt in tears, But Fate and Jove had stopp'd the Baron's ears. In vain Thalestris ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
'Tis hard to say, if greater Want of Skill Appear in Writing or in Judging ill, But, of the two, ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
Kind solace in a dying hour! Such, father, is not (now) my theme- I will not madly deem that power ...
The Ghost of Miltiades came at night, And he stood by the bed of the Benthamite, And he said, in ...
Through thick Arcadian woods a hunter went, Following the beasts upon a fresh spring day; But since his horn-tipped bow ...
That Providence which had so long the care Of Cromwell's head, and numbred ev'ry hair, Now in its self (the ...
Love, you have led me to the strand, Here, where the stilly, sunset sea, Ever receding silently, Lays bare a ...
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