To John Keats (James Henry Leigh Hunt Poems)
'Tis well you think me truly one of those,Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;For surely as I feel the ...
'Tis well you think me truly one of those,Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;For surely as I feel the ...
Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see The spring return, nor glow like you and me? Hear the ...
It lies before me there, and my own breath Stirs its thin outer threads, as though beside The living head ...
Robin and his merry men : Lived just like the birds; They had almost as many tracks as thoughts, : ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now, Has been gone from her earthly home; And Robin has paid, he scarce ...
Robin Hood is an outlaw bold Under the greenwood tree; Bird, nor stag, nor morning air Is more at large ...
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