Endymion: Book I (John Keats Poem)
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
ENDYMION. A Poetic Romance. "THE STRETCHED METRE OF AN AN ANTIQUE SONG." INSCRIBED TO THE MEMORY OF THOMAS CHATTERTON. Book ...
BOOK I Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from ...
One more Unfortunate, Weary of breath, Rashly importunate, Gone to her death! Take her up tenderly, Lift her with care; ...
She stood breast-high amid the corn, Clasp'd by the golden light of morn, Like the sweetheart of the sun, Who ...
WE count the broken lyres that rest Where the sweet wailing singers slumber, But o'er their silent sister's breast The ...
When I behold a forest spread With silken trees upon thy head; And when I see that other dress Of ...
One silent night of late, When every creature rested, Came one unto my gate, And knocking, me molested. Who's that, ...
They are rhymes rudely strung with intent less Of sound than of words, In lands where bright blossoms are scentless, ...
Utter incongruity jarred my drive to the coffeehouse My eye pulled to the cluster of prom dresses, dapper Dan's, bright ...
The little French doll was a dear little doll Tricked out in the sweetest of dresses; Her eyes were of ...
When I remark her golden hair Swoon on her glorious shoulders, I marvel not that sight so rare Doth ravish ...
Come, Phyllis, I've a cask of wine That fairly reeks with precious juices, And in your tresses you shall twine ...
What perfumed, posie-dizened sirrah, With smiles for diet, Clasps you, O fair but faithless Pyrrha, On the quiet? For whom ...
Daphne's Answer to Sylvia, declaring she should esteem all as Enemies, who should talk to her of LOVE. THEN, to ...
Phoebus, arise! And paint the sable skies With azure, white, and red: Rouse Memnon's mother from her Tithon's bed That ...
Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart, There she is passing, the girl of my heart; See where she ...
To the tune of "Rinsing Silk Stream" Let not the deep cup be filled with rich, amber-colored wine; My mind ...
Revolving in their destin'd sphere, The hours begin another year As rapidly to fly; Ah! think, Maria, (e'er in grey ...
Whoe'er she be, That not impossible she That shall command my heart and me; Where'er she lie, Locked up from ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
Hear me, Lord of the Stars! For thee I have worshipped ever With stains and sorrows and scars, With joyful, ...
' SISTER, you've sat there all the day, Come to the hearth awhile; The wind so wildly sweeps away, The ...
The country ever has a lagging Spring, Waiting for May to call its violets forth, And June its roses--showers and ...
O constellations of the early night, That sparkled brighter as the twilight died, And made the darkness glorious! I have ...
A Fragment of a Turkish Tale The tale which these disjointed fragments present, is founded upon circumstances now less common ...
Maid of Athens, ere we part, Give, oh, give back my heart! Or, since that has left my breast, Keep ...
I. You're my friend: I was the man the Duke spoke to; I helped the Duchess to cast off his ...
I. Gr-r-r---there go, my heart's abhorrence! Water your damned flower-pots, do! If hate killed men, Brother Lawrence, God's blood, would ...
O DEATH! thou tyrant fell and bloody! The meikle devil wi' a woodie Haurl thee hame to his black smiddie, ...
XIX The soul's Rialto hath its merchandise; I barter curl for curl upon that mart, And from my poet's forehead ...
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