Isabella; Or, The Pot Of Basil: A Story From Boccaccio (John Keats Poems)
I.Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!They could not in the self-same mansion dwellWithout some stir ...
I.Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!They could not in the self-same mansion dwellWithout some stir ...
I.But now the second Morning, from her bow'r,Began to glister in her beams, and nowThe roses of the day began ...
XXVI'Turks, Persians conquered, Antiochia won,Be glorious acts, and full of glorious praise,By Heaven's mere grace, not by our prowess done:Those ...
Here may the band, that now in triumph shines,And that (before they were invested thus)In earthly bodies carried heavenly minds,Pitched ...
I. Like the sweet Naiad of the Grecian's dreams,A Spirit born of Song — unseen, all-seeing—Lives deep within our dark ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
In the grey beginning of years, in the twilight of things that began, The word of the earth in the ...
Lo from our loitering ship a new land at last to be seen; Toothed rocks down the side of the ...
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