The Eve Of Saint Mark. A Fragment (John Keats Poems)
Upon a Sabbath-day it fell;Twice holy was the Sabbath-bellThat call'd the folk to evening prayer;The city streets were clean and ...
Upon a Sabbath-day it fell;Twice holy was the Sabbath-bellThat call'd the folk to evening prayer;The city streets were clean and ...
Has ever a tree from the earth upsprung Around whose body have children clung, Whose bounteous branches the birds among Have pecked the ...
O soul of mine, look out and see My bride, my bride that is to be! Reach out with mad, impatient hands,And ...
Freres humains qui apres nous vivez,N'ayez les coeurs contre nous endurcis ...Men, brother men, that after us yet live,Let not ...
Little fellow, brown with wind-I saw him in the streetPeering at numbers on the posts,But most discreet:For when a woman ...
The wind is roaring down the lake,The clear, cold moon rides high,The mountains, crystal to their crests,Indent the starlit sky;The ...
"Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound,We stumbled on a stationary voice,And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from the palace' ...
In the garden yonder of yews and death,There sojournethA man who toils, and has toiled for aye.Digging the dried-up ground ...
"On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and meet the ...
TO break the stillness of the hour There is no sound, no voice, no stir; Only the croak ...
I'd known her from her "Baby days" And watched her grow apace, Her lovely eyes and glossy hair, And figure-full ...
my girl's tall with hard long eyesas she stands, with her long hard hands keepingsilence on her dress, good for ...
Butterfly, the wind blows sea-ward, strong beyond the garden-wall! Butterfly, why do you settle on my shoe, and sip the ...
Look, look, master, here comes two religious caterpillars. The Jew of Malta. POLYPHILOPROGENITIVE The sapient sutlers of the Lord Drift ...
What is he buzzing in my ears? "Now that I come to die, Do I view the world as a ...
To the Memory of the Household It Describes This Poem is Dedicated by the Author "As the Spirit of Darkness ...
Freres humains qui apres nous vivez, N'ayez les coeurs contre nous endurcis ... Men, brother men, that after us yet ...
Now, scarce three paces measured from the mound, We stumbled on a stationary voice, And 'Stand, who goes?' 'Two from ...
Part I On either side the river lie Long fields of barley and of rye, That clothe the wold and ...
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save ...
Long lines of cliff breaking have left a chasm; And in the chasm are foam and yellow sands; Beyond, red ...
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