Ode To Fanny (John Keats Poems)
1.Physician Nature! Let my spirit blood! O ease my heart of verse and let me rest;Throw me upon thy Tripod, till ...
1.Physician Nature! Let my spirit blood! O ease my heart of verse and let me rest;Throw me upon thy Tripod, till ...
O DEEP grave eyes! that long have seemed to gazeOn our low level from far loftier days,O grand gray head! ...
I know a green grass path that leaves the field,And like a running river, winds alongInto a leafy wood where ...
NIGHT crawls over the lands betwixt AtlanticAnd that deep musical sea whom men call peaceful:The lanterns, visible dreams of men ...
Physician Nature! Let my spirit blood! O ease my heart of verse and let me rest; Throw me upon thy ...
I sing of the decline of Henry Clay Who loved a white girl of uncommon size. Although a small man ...
I. He was a Grecian lad, who coming home With pulpy figs and wine from Sicily Stood at his galley's ...
The sin was mine; I did not understand. So now is music prisoned in her cave, Save where some ebbing ...
This English Thames is holier far than Rome, Those harebells like a sudden flush of sea Breaking across the woodland, ...
LORD BUDDHA, on thy Lotus-throne, With praying eyes and hands elate, What mystic rapture dost thou own, Immutable and ultimate? ...
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