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 ...
Ye Britons of the South come forth,With all your brethren of the North,And hearken to a pastor's strains,Who'd lead you ...
He stood beside her in the dawn (And she his Dawn and she his Spring),From her bright palm she fed her ...
ON THEMORNING OF HER BIRTH-DAY.LAST night, as musing on a layTo greet thee on thy natal day,Sleep o'er my eyes ...
SONG1-Sweet Echo, sweetest nymph that liv'st unseen-Within thy airy shell-By slow Meander's margent green,-And in the violet-imbroider'd vale-Where the love-lorn ...
I stand within the stony, arid town, I gaze for ever on the narrow street;I hear for ever passing up and ...
Who is she, from whose haggard eyesThe deadly lightning of passion flies?She stands upon the Leucadian height,Gazing, entranced, on the ...
Written after a visit to Rawley Springs, in the mountains ofVirginia.On the mountains! Oh, how sweet!The busy world beneath my ...
Yet, yet a moment, one dim ray of light Indulge, dread Chaos, and eternal Night!Of darkness visible so much be ...
Come, bright-eyed maid, Pure offspring of the tranquil mind, Haste, my fev'rish temples bind With olive wreaths of em'rald hue ...
WHOE'ER thou art, whose soul-enchanting song Steals on the sullen ear of pensive woe; To whom the sounds of melody ...
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