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 Money & Wealth (30 Poems)
Otho The Great – Act I (John Keats Poems)
A TRAGEDYIN FIVE ACTSDRAMATIS PERSONSOTHO THE GREAT, Emperor of Germany.LUDOLPH, his Son.CONRAD, Duke of Franconia.ALBERT, a Knight, favoured by Otho.SIGIFRED, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Otho The Great – Act V (John Keats Poems)
SCENE I. A part of the Forest.Enter CONRAD and AURANTHE.Auranthe. Go no further; not a step more; thou artA master-plague ...
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, ...
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 ...
To Charles Cowden Clarke (John Keats Poems)
Oft have you seen a swan superbly frowning,And with proud breast his own white shadow crowning;He slants his neck beneath ...
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 ...
A Thing Of Beauty (John Keats Poems)
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA ...
Robin Hood (John Keats Poems)
No! those days are gone away,And their hours are old and gray,And their minutes buried allUnder the down-trodden pallOf the ...
Ode On Melancholy (John Keats Poems)
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 ...
Faery Songs (John Keats Poems)
I.Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!The flower will bloom another year.Weep no more! oh, weep no more!Young buds sleep ...
Stanzas To Miss Wylie (John Keats Poems)
1.O come Georgiana! the rose is full blown,The riches of Flora are lavishly strown,The air is all softness, and crystal ...
Sonnet XV. On The Grasshopper And Cricket (John Keats Poems)
The poetry of earth is never dead:When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,And hide in cooling trees, ...
Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq. (John Keats Poems)
Glory and loveliness have pass'd away; For if we wander out in early morn, No wreathed incense do we see upborneInto the ...
Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds (John Keats Poems)
O that a week could be an age, and weFelt parting and warm meeting every week,Then one poor year a ...
Fragment Of An Ode To Maia. Written On May Day 1818 (John Keats Poems)
Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia! May I sing to theeAs thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae? Or may ...
Fragment of an Ode to Maia (John Keats Poem)
MOTHER of Hermes! and still youthful Maia! May I sing to thee As thou wast hymned on the shores of ...
Fancy (John Keats Poem)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
A Thing of Beauty (Endymion) (John Keats Poem)
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: Its lovliness increases; it will never Pass into nothingness; but still ...
To John Hamilton Reynolds (John Keats Poem)
O that a week could be an age, and we Felt parting and warm meeting every week, Then one poor ...
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 ...
Isabella or The Pot of Basil (John Keats Poem)
I. Fair Isabel, poor simple Isabel! Lorenzo, a young palmer in Love's eye! They could not in the self-same mansion ...
Endymion: Book III (John Keats Poem)
There are who lord it o'er their fellow-men With most prevailing tinsel: who unpen Their baaing vanities, to browse away ...
Robin Hood (John Keats Poem)
to a friend No! those days are gone away And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poem)
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
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 ...
Ode On Melancholy (John Keats Poem)
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to ...