Hyperion (John Keats Poem)
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Oh, very gloomy is the house of woe, Where tears are falling while the bell is knelling, With all the ...
With fingers weary and worn, With eyelids heavy and red, A woman sat, in unwomanly rags, Plying her needle and ...
Some say the spot is banned; that the pillar Cross-and-Hand Attests to a deed of hell; But of else than ...
Song of the Soldiers What of the faith and fire within us Men who march away Ere the barn-cocks say ...
Out of the woods by the creek cometh a calling for Peter, And from the orchard a voice echoes and ...
Out on the mountain over the town, All night long, all night long, The trolls go up and the trolls ...
I have not always had this certainty, this pessimism which reassures the best among us. There was a time when ...
Budger of history Brake of time You Bomb Toy of universe Grandest of all snatched sky I cannot hate you ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
The south-wind strengthens to a gale, Across the moon the clouds fly fast, The house is smitten as with a ...
When, by decree of the supreme power, The Poet appears in this annoyed world, His mother, blasphemous out of horror ...
See, as the carver carves a rose, A wing, a toad, a serpent's eye, In cruel granite, to disclose The ...
1. But Los saw the Female & pitied He embrac'd her, she wept, she refus'd In perverse and cruel delight ...
a 1. Los smitten with astonishment Frightend at the hurtling bones 2. And at the surging sulphureous Perturbed Immortal mad ...
The hills step off into whiteness. People or stars Regard me sadly, I disappoint them. The train leaves a line ...
When I was bold, when I was bold- And that's a hundred years!- Oh, never I thought my breast could ...
Gumtree in the city street, Hard bitumen around your feet, Rather you should be In the cool world of leafy ...
IT was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw to ...
Aye, but she? Your other sister and my other soul Grave Silence, lovelier Than the three loveliest maidens, what of ...
FRIENDS and loves we have none, nor wealth nor blessed abode, But the hope of the City of God at ...
I, who erewhile the happy Garden sung By one man's disobedience lost, now sing Recovered Paradise to all mankind, By ...
High on a throne of royal state, which far Outshone the wealth or Ormus and of Ind, Or where the ...
All night the dreadless Angel, unpursued, Through Heaven's wide champain held his way; till Morn, Waked by the circling Hours, ...
I It was the Winter wilde, While the Heav'n-born-childe, All meanly wrapt in the rude manger lies; Nature in aw ...
I wonder, can the night go by; Can this shot arrow of travel fly Shaft-golden with light, sheer into the ...
Young palmer sun, that to these shining sands Pourest thy pilgrim's tale, discoursing still Thy silver passages of sacred lands, ...
To range, deep-wrapt, along a heavenly height, O'erseeing all that man but undersees; To loiter down lone alleys of delight, ...
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