Sleep And Poetry (John Keats Poems)
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
As I lay in my bed slepe full unmeteWas unto me, but why that I ne mightRest I ne wist, ...
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad ...
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is-Love, forgive us!-cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore ...
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake;His healthful spirit eager and awakeTo feel the beauty of a silent eve,Which seem'd ...
Oft have you seen a swan superbly frowning,And with proud breast his own white shadow crowning;He slants his neck beneath ...
O! were I one of the Olympian twelve,Their godships should pass this into law,--That when a man doth set himself ...
1.Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA ...
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies; Without that modest softening that enhancesThe downcast eye, ...
I.Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, Alone and palely loitering?The sedge is withered from the lake, And no birds sing.2.Ah, what ...
1.No, no! go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine;Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kissed By ...
Chief of organic Numbers!Old Scholar of the Spheres!Thy spirit never slumbers,But rolls about our earsFor ever and for ever.O, what ...
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem, Though beautiful, cold- strange- as ...
Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies For more adornment a full thousand years;She took their cream of Beauty's fairest dyes, And shap'd ...
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,Warm breath, light ...
Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tellNo God, no Demon of severe response,Deigns to reply from Heaven or from ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its loviliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still ...
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm! All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm, And shadowy, through ...
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone! Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast, Warm ...
Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell: No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from ...
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 ...
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