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, ...
John Keats Poems on Faces (41 Poems)
Isabella; Or, The Pot Of Basil: A Story From Boccaccio (John Keats Poems)
I.Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel!Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye!They could not in the self-same mansion dwellWithout some stir ...
Hyperion, A Vision: Attempted Reconstruction Of The Poem (John Keats Poems)
CANTO I.Fanatics have their dreams, wherewith they weaveA paradise for a sect; the savage, too,From forth the loftiest fashion of ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poems)
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
Lamia. Part I (John Keats Poems)
Upon a time, before the faery broodsDrove Nymph and Satyr from the prosperous woods,Before King Oberon's bright diadem,Sceptre, and mantle, ...
Otho The Great – Act III (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. The Country.Enter ALBERT.Albert. O that the earth were empty, as when CainHad no perplexity to hide his head!Or ...
Hyperion. Book II (John Keats Poems)
Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad ...
Hyperion. Book I (John Keats Poems)
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and ...
Otho The Great – Act II (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. An Ante-chamber in the Castle.Enter LUDOLPH and SIGIFRED.Ludolph. No more advices, no more cautioning:I leave it all to ...
Lamia. Part II (John Keats Poems)
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 (John Keats Poems)
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a ...
Calidore: A Fragment (John Keats Poems)
Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake;His healthful spirit eager and awakeTo feel the beauty of a silent eve,Which seem'd ...
Epistle To My Brother George (John Keats Poems)
Full many a dreary hour have I past,My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercastWith heaviness; in seasons when I've thoughtNo ...
Hyperion. Book III (John Keats Poems)
Thus in altemate uproar and sad peace,Amazed were those Titans utterly.O leave them, Muse! O leave them to their woes;For thou ...
To George Felton Mathew (John Keats Poems)
Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong,And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song;Nor can remembrance, Mathew! bring to viewA ...
An Extempore (John Keats Poems)
When they were come into Faery's CourtThey rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sportAnd dance and ...
Fancy (John Keats Poems)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when rain pelteth; Then let ...
Ode On Indolence (John Keats Poems)
1.One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced;And one behind the other stepp'd ...
Specimen Of An Induction To A Poem (John Keats Poems)
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest ...
Lines Written In The Highlands After A Visit To Burns’s Country (John Keats Poems)
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
Fragment Of “The Castle Builder.” (John Keats Poems)
* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *To-night ...
To Some Ladies (John Keats Poems)
What though while the wonders of nature exploring,I cannot your light, mazy footsteps attend;Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring,Bless ...
Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl (John Keats Poems)
Fill for me a brimming bowlAnd in it let me drown my soul:But put therein some drug, designedTo Banish Women ...
Sonnet VIII. To My Brothers (John Keats Poems)
Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep Like whispers of the household ...
Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be (John Keats Poems)
When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high piled books, ...
On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns (John Keats Poems)
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem, Though beautiful, cold- strange- as ...
Sonnet. Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of ‘The Floure And The Lefe’ (John Keats Poems)
This pleasant tale is like a little copse:The honied lines do freshly interlace,To keep the reader in so sweet a ...
Fancy (John Keats Poem)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl (John Keats Poem)
Fill for me a brimming bowl And in it let me drown my soul: But put therein some drug, designed ...
Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of The Flowre And The Lefe (John Keats Poems)
This pleasant tale is like a little copse: The honied lines so freshly interlace, To keep the reader in so ...