Sleep And Poetry (John Keats Poems)
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
I.Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!They could not in the self-same mansion dwellWithout some stir ...
CANTO I.Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weaveA paradise for a sect; the savage, too,From forth the loftiest fashion of ...
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 ...
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
SCENE I. An Ante-chamber in the Castle.Enter LUDOLPH and SIGIFRED.Ludolph. No more advices, no more cautioning:I leave it all to ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake;His healthful spirit eager and awakeTo feel the beauty of a silent eve,Which seem'd ...
Full many a dreary hour have I past,My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercastWith heaviness; in seasons when I've thoughtNo ...
Thus in altemate uproar and sad peace,Amazed were those Titans utterly.O leave them, Muse! O leave them to their woes;For thou ...
Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song;Nor can remembrance, Mathew! bring to viewA ...
When they were come into Faery's CourtThey rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sportAnd dance and ...
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth; Then let ...
1.One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;And one behind the other stepp'd ...
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest ...
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *To-night ...
What though while the wonders of nature exploring,I cannot your light, mazy footsteps attend;Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring,Bless ...
Fill for me a brimming bowlAnd in it let me drown my soul:But put therein some drug, designedTo Banish Women ...
Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep Like whispers of the household ...
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books, ...
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem, Though beautiful, cold- strange- as ...
This pleasant tale is like a little copse:The honied lines do freshly interlace,To keep the reader in so sweet a ...
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
Fill for me a brimming bowl And in it let me drown my soul: But put therein some drug, designed ...
This pleasant tale is like a little copse: The honied lines so freshly interlace, To keep the reader in so ...
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