Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the Pride of Life that planned her, stilly couches ...
(Lines on the loss of the "Titanic") I In a solitude of the sea Deep from human vanity, And the ...
To wed, or not to wed; that is the question; Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer The bills ...
To tag, or not to tag: that is the problem: Whether 'tis nobler in the whole to endure The slings ...
TO serve the shop as 'prentice was the lot; Of one who had the name of Nicaise got; A lad ...
The big one went to sleep as to die and dreamed he became a tiny one. So tiny as to ...
Tales in the beginning didn't begin in the telling, they would have started no doubt, but not without a concrete ...
He finished the painting yesterday noon. Now he studies it in detail. He has painted him in a gray unbuttoned ...
. . . telling those who swarm around him his desire is that an appendage from each of them fill, ...
"As certain also of your own poets have said"-- (Acts 17.28) Cleon the poet (from the sprinkled isles, Lily on ...
I TRUTH is within ourselves; it takes no rise From outward things, whate'er you may believe. There is an inmost ...
When I attain to utter forth in verse Some inward thought, my soul throbs audibly Along my pulses, yearning to ...
Is the spider a monster in miniature? His web is a cruel stair, to be sure, Designed artfully, cunningly placed, ...
You think I cannot understand. Ah, but I do... I have been wrung with anger and compassion for you. I ...
1 Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair, And the green freedom of a ...
Fear no more the heat o' the sun; Nor the furious winter's rages, Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home ...
FEAR no more the heat o' the sun, Nor the furious winter's rages; Thou thy worldly task hast done, Home ...
This girlchild was born as usual and presented dolls that did pee-pee and miniature GE stoves and irons and wee ...
She is large and matronly And rather dirty, A little sardonic-looking, as if domesticity had driven her to it. Though ...
Chapter I. Once on a time, a Dawn, all red and bright Leapt on the conquered ramparts of the Night, ...
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