O Solitude! If I Must With Thee Dwell (John Keats Poem)
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 ...
O solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings; climb ...
(THE TALE) Cometh the Wind from the garden, fragrant and full of sweet singing-- Under my tree where I sit ...
Out yonder in the moonlight, wherein God's Acre lies, Go angels walking to and fro, singing their lullabies. Their radiant ...
WHERE now these mingled ruins lie A temple once to Bacchus rose, Beneath whose roof, aspiring high, Full many a ...
WHAT various ways in which a thing is told Some truth abuse, while others fiction hold; In stories we invention ...
IN Eastern climes, by means considered new; The Mount's old-man, with terrors would pursue; His large domains howe'er were not ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
WHEN that Aprilis, with his showers swoot*, *sweet The drought of March hath pierced to the root, And bathed every ...
Late, late yestreen I saw the new Moon, With the old Moon in her arms ; And I fear, I ...
My sister! my sweet sister! if a name Dearer and purer were, it should be thine; Mountains and seas divide ...
O THOU pale orb that silent shines While care-untroubled mortals sleep! Thou seest a wretch who inly pines. And wanders ...
Prepare your wreaths, Aonian maids divine, To strew the tranquil bed where I shall sleep; In tears, the myrtle and ...
In these deep solitudes and awful cells, Where heav'nly-pensive contemplation dwells, And ever-musing melancholy reigns; What means this tumult in ...
DEIGN, Prince, my tribute to receive, This lyric offering to your name, Who round your jewelled scepter bind The lilies ...
When the dark comes down, oh, the wind is on the sea With lisping laugh and whimper to the red ...
Like the vain curlings of the watery maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking weight does raise, So Man, declining ...
Like the vain Curlings of the Watry maze, Which in smooth streams a sinking Weight does raise; So Man, declining ...
My lover died a century ago, Her dear heart stricken by my sland'rous breath, Wherefore the Gods forbade that I ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
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