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 ...
The shell of objects inwardly consumed Will stand, till some convulsive wind awakes; Such sense hath Fire to waste the ...
I love the evenings, passionless and fair, I love the evens, Whether old manor-fronts their ray with golden fulgence leavens, ...
(i) introduction his home in ruins his parents gone frederick seeks to reclaim his throne to the golden mountain he ...
BOY Most venerable and learned sir, Tall and true Philosopher, These rings of smoke you blow all day With such ...
And now it was evening. And Almitra the seeress said, "Blessed be this day and this place and your spirit ...
The events of September 11th 2001 remain bitter sweet; as well as 2973 innocents confirmed dead (with their 19 terrorist ...
There are many that I miss having sent my last one out a car window sparking along the road one ...
Voices out of the shade that cried, And long noon in the hot calm places, And children's play by the ...
'Pass it along, the wiring party's going out'- And yawning sentries mumble, 'Wirers going out.' Unravelling; twisting; hammering stakes with ...
Earth, Ocean, Air, belovèd brotherhood! If our great Mother has imbued my soul With aught of natural piety to feel ...
Many a green isle needs must be In the deep wide sea of Misery, Or the mariner, worn and wan, ...
I rode one evening with Count Maddalo Upon the bank of land which breaks the flow Of Adria towards Venice: ...
WHEN the breath of twilight blows to flame the misty skies, All its vaporous sapphire, violet glow and silver gleam ...
Gawaine, aware again of Lancelot In the King's garden, coughed and followed him; Whereat he turned and stood with folded ...
With a jar of wine I sit by the flowering trees. I drink alone, and where are my friends? Ah, ...
The living is a passing traveler; The dead, a man come home. One brief journey betwixt heaven and earth, Then, ...
From my rented attic with no earth To call my own except the air-motes, I malign the leaden perspective Of ...
If ever I saw blessing in the air I see it now in this still early day Where lemon-green the ...
Cruel? I think there never was a cheating More cruel, thro' all the weary days than this! This is no ...
Fair is the wedded reign of Night and Day. Each rules a half of earth with different sway, Exchanging kingdoms, ...
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