I Stood Tip-Toe Upon A Little Hill (John Keats Poems)
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
I went and came. The wild--wood tree,Again spread out my canopy.I could not sleep. I sat in griefAnd listened to ...
We rovers bold, To the land of Gold,Over the bowling billows are gliding: Eager to toil, For the golden spoil,And every hardship biding. See! ...
Wak'd by the gentle gleamings of the morn,Soon clad, the reaper, provident of wantHies cheerful hearted to the ripen'd field;Nor ...
THIS is my world! within these narrow walls,I own a princely service. The hot careAnd tumult of our frenzied life ...
IORDER is a lovely thing; On disarray it lays its wing, Teaching simplicity to sing. It has a meek and ...
The dream is over,The vision has flown;Dead leaves are lyingWhere roses have blown;Wither'd and strownAre the hopes I cherished,—All hath ...
Around, how joyful in the chilly air Sweet sounds are floating! While above, the sky, Peopled with visions bright, seems ...
We journey'd on !—the twilight starShone, in its tranquil beauty, o'er us;While, with its thousand lights, afarThe glitt'ring city lay ...
In Beauty's dwelling all things fair, And rich, to win her sweet smiles strove;But still young Beauty's only care ...
Shall the great soul of Newton quit this earth, To mingle with his stars; and every muse, Astonish'd into silence, ...
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