John Keats Poems (238 Poems)
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, for there n’as erthly wight[As I suppose] had more of hertis eseThan I, for I n’ad sicknesse nor disese. ~ … Continue reading
Otho The Great – Act I (John Keats Poems)
A TRAGEDYIN FIVE ACTSDRAMATIS PERSONSOTHO THE GREAT, Emperor of Germany.LUDOLPH, his Son.CONRAD, Duke of Franconia.ALBERT, a Knight, favoured by Otho.SIGIFRED, an Officer, friend of Ludolph.THEODORE, an OfficerGONFRED, an OfficerETHELBERT. an Abbot.GERSA, Prince of Hungary.An Hungarian Captain.Physician.Page.Nobles, Knights, Attendants, and Soldiers.ERMINIA, Niece of … Continue reading
Isabella; Or, The Pot Of Basil: A Story From Boccaccio (John Keats Poems)
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 of heart, some malady;They could not sit at meals but feel how wellIt soothed each to be the other by;They … Continue reading
Hyperion, A Vision: Attempted Reconstruction Of The Poem (John Keats Poems)
CANTO I.Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weaveA paradise for a sect; the savage, too,From forth the loftiest fashion of his sleepGuesses at heaven; pity these have notTrac’d upon vellum or wild Indian leafThe shadows of melodious utterance,But bare of … Continue reading
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poems)
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 grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold: Numb were the Beadsman’s fingers, while he told His rosary, and while his frosted … Continue reading
Otho The Great – Act V (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. A part of the Forest.Enter CONRAD and AURANTHE.Auranthe. Go no further; not a step more; thou artA master-plague in the midst of miseries.Go I fear thee. I tremble every limb,Who never shook before. There’s moody deathIn thy resolved … Continue reading
Lamia. Part I (John Keats Poems)
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon’s bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, clasp’d with dewy gem,Frighted away the Dryads and the Fauns From rushes green, and brakes, and cowslip’d lawns,The ever-smitten Hermes empty … Continue reading
Otho The Great – Act III (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or that the sword of some brave enemyHad put a sudden stop to my hot breath,And hurl’d me down the illimitable … Continue reading
Hyperion. Book II (John Keats Poems)
Just at the self-same beat of Time’s wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain’d with Thea that sad placeWhere Cybele and the bruised Titans mourn’d.It was a den where no insulting lightCould glimmer on their tears; where their … Continue reading
Hyperion. Book I (John Keats Poems)
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and eve’s one star,Sat gray-hair’d Saturn, quiet as a stone,Still as the silence round about his lair;Forest on forest hung about … Continue reading
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