Endymion: Book II (John Keats Poem)
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
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 ...
"O bees, sweet bees!" I said, "that nearest field Is shining white with fragrant immortelles. Fly swiftly there and drain ...
There was a smile waiting for me on my arrival, taking a break a smile waiting for me at the ...
Sweet maple syrup, bitter radish, salad greens Tart lemon, juicy fruits Sour rhubarb, creamy sauces Raw meat, flaky fish rich ...
The Big Easy A world away From home My ears rang and sang With the loud jazz music The jumbalaya ...
Corner store, Hole in the wall, loaded for every need A story of Storyville and how its done down in ...
THE boat is chafing at our long delay, And we must leave too soon The spicy sea-pinks and the inborne ...
What would I give to see his face? I'd give -- I'd give my life -- of course -- But ...
There are two Ripenings -- one -- of sight -- Whose forces Spheric wind Until the Velvet product Drop spicy ...
The Birds reported from the South -- A News express to Me -- A spicy Charge, My little Posts -- ...
Of Brussels -- it was not -- Of Kidderminster? Nay -- The Winds did buy it of the Woods -- ...
How sick -- to wait -- in any place -- but thine -- I knew last night -- when someone ...
Besides the Autumn poets sing A few prosaic days A little this side of the snow And that side of ...
We should not mind so small a flower -- Except it quiet bring Our little garden that we lost Back ...
ASK me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
Ask me no more where Jove bestows, When June is past, the fading rose; For in your beauty's orient deep ...
Recite the loves of Narva and Mored The priest of Chalma's triple idol said. High from the ground the youthful ...
I sing the Name which None can say But touch't with An interiour Ray: The Name of our New Peace; ...
What is Africa to me: Copper sun or scarlet sea, Jungle star or jungle track, Strong bronzed men, or regal ...
Christmass is come and every hearth Makes room to give him welcome now Een want will dry its tears in ...
Fair was the evening and brightly the sun Was shining on desert and grove, Sweet were the breezes and balmy ...
What is she writing? Watch her now, How fast her fingers move ! How eagerly her youthful brow Is bent ...
It was a little budding rose, Round like a fairy globe, And shyly did its leaves unclose Hid in their ...
I am poor brother Lippo, by your leave! You need not clap your torches to my face. Zooks, what's to ...
THEIR groves o' sweet myrtle let Foreign Lands reckon, Where bright-beaming summers exalt the perfume; Far dearer to me yon ...
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