Hyperion. Book III (John Keats Poems)
Thus in altemate uproar and sad peace,Amazed were those Titans utterly.O leave them, Muse! O leave them to their woes;For thou ...
Thus in altemate uproar and sad peace,Amazed were those Titans utterly.O leave them, Muse! O leave them to their woes;For thou ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA ...
No! those days are gone away,And their hours are old and gray,And their minutes buried allUnder the down-trodden pallOf the ...
IHe who has looked upon EarthDeeper than flower and fruit,Losing some hue of his mirth,As the tree striking rock at ...
IFlat as to an eagle's eye,Earth hung under Attila.Sign for carnage gave he none.In the peace of his disdain,Sun and ...
WITHIN a little room Doth one dear Painter sit, 'Tis fringed with Summer bloom, And the ivy drops o'er it: ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still ...
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, At Camelot, high above the ...
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