Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Looking back in my mind I can see The white sun like a tin plate Over the wooden turning of ...
I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring, A pretty kind of--sort of--kind of thing, Not much a verse, and ...
AN INDIAN LEGEND. (MAHADEVA is one of the numerous ...
[To the memory of an excellent and beautiful girl of 17, belonging to the village of Brienen, who perished on ...
Sweet Auburn! loveliest village of the plain, Where health and plenty cheered the labouring swain, Where smiling spring its earliest ...
When I die I don't care what happens to my body throw ashes in the air, scatter 'em in East ...
The bush that has most briers and bitter fruit, Wait till the frost has turned its green leaves red, Its ...
White founts falling in the Courts of the sun, And the Soldan of Byzantium is smiling as they run; There ...
How can we find? how can we rest? how can We, being gods, win joy, or peace, being man? We, ...
I think of thee!-my thoughts do twine and bud About thee, as wild vines, about a tree, Put out broad ...
BOOK FIRST. I. ALL valor died not on the plains of Troy. Awake, my Muse, awake! be thine the joy ...
The outlook wasn't brilliant for the Mudville nine that day; The score stood four to two, with but one inning ...
See! Winter comes, to rule the varied Year, Sullen, and sad; with all his rising Train, Vapours, and Clouds, and ...
I Moonlight and dew-drenched blossom, and the scent Of summer gardens; these can bring you all Those dreams that in ...
'FALL in! Now get a move on.' (Curse the rain.) We splash away along the straggling village, Out to the ...
Trudging by Corbie Ridge one winter's night, (Unless old hearsay memories tricked his sight) Along the pallid edge of the ...
Now is the law of the Overland that all in the West obey -- A man must cover with travelling ...
The sheep were shorn and the wool went down At the time of our local racing; And I'd earned a ...
Not, where the stairway turns in the dark, A hooded figure, shriveled under a flowing cloak! Not yellow eyes in ...
A Masque Presented At Ludlow Castle, 1634, Before The Earl Of Bridgewater, Then President Of Wales. The Persons The ATTENDANT ...
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