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 ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
The perfect American Beauty Rose,is it diminishedby the slag heaps on Rt. 11, just westof Scranton, or by the dark ...
Titanic courage nerved this little frameTo grapple fate. Thin, gnome-like, sadly lame,She steers her cockleshell along its wayWith never promise ...
Real as a dreamWhat shall I do with this great opportunity to fly?What is the interpretation of this planet, this ...
The night proceeds and dwindlingPrepares the day's rebirth.An airman is ascendingAbove the sleeping earth.And almost disappearingIn cloud, a tiny spark,He ...
A larger Argo ploughs our clearer blue!Your Zephyr won no such auroral brideAs her I woo! The South is whence ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
For Carl Solomon I I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked, dragging themselves ...
Freshly tilled soil, rot on the forest floor chocolate bubbling on the stove Gardenias, violets, garlic breath Sulphur of the ...
On eves of cold, when slow coal fires, rooted in basements, burn and branch, brushing with smoke the city air; ...
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