Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
The secrets of the mind convene splendidly, Though the mind is meek. To be aware inwardly of brain and beauty ...
The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes; Such sense hath Fire to waste the ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
Have pity ! show no pity ! Those eyes that send such shivers Into my ...
The First Voice HE trilled a carol fresh and free, He laughed aloud for very glee: There came a breeze ...
I. The morn when first it thunders in March, The eel in the pond gives a leap, they say: As ...
Now the declining sun 'gan downwards bend From higher heavens, and from his locks did send A milder flame, when ...
My tangoing seemed to delight her; With me it was love at first sight. I mentioned That I was a ...
CANTO IIII To sinfull house of Pride, Duessa guides the faithfull knight, Where brothers death to wreak Sansjoy doth chalenge ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
Rapt with the rage of mine own ravish'd thought, Through contemplation of those goodly sights, And glorious images in heaven ...
"Gawaine, Gawaine, what look ye for to see, So far beyond the faint edge of the world? D'ye look to ...
The darkness crumbles away It is the same old druid Time as ever, Only a live thing leaps my hand, ...
Ye Sons of Great Britain! come join with me And King in praise of the gallant British Armie, That behaved ...
Hot August noon: already on that day Since sunrise through the Wiltshire downs, most sad Of mouth and eye, he ...
O, for that warning voice, which he, who saw The Apocalypse, heard cry in Heaven aloud, Then when the Dragon, ...
O'RE the smooth enameld green Where no print of step hath been, Follow me as I sing, And touch the ...
In this Monody the author bewails a learned Friend, unfortunately drowned in his passage from Chester on the Irish Seas, ...
I thought he was dumb, said he was dumb, Yet I've heard him cry. First faint scream, Out of life's ...
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