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, ...
"So," said a fly, as he paused and thoughtHow he had just been brushed about,"They think, no doubt, I am ...
FROM out the street of So-and-So,Oh wind, bring perfumes sweet to meFor I am sick and pale with woe;Oh bring ...
Shut, shut the door, good John! fatigu'd, I said, Tie up the knocker, say I'm sick, I'm dead. The dog-star ...
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