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 ...
John Keats Poems on Pain (34 Poems)
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, ...
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 ...
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 ...
Ode To A Nightingale (John Keats Poems)
My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk,Or emptied some dull opiate ...
Ode To Psyche (John Keats Poems)
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be sung Even into ...
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 ...
To Hope (John Keats Poems)
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;When no fair dreams before my "mind's ...
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 ...
On Receiving A Curious Shell (John Keats Poems)
Hast thou from the caves of Golconda, a gem Pure as the ice-drop that froze on the mountain?Bright as the humming-bird's ...
Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain (John Keats Poems)
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies; Without that modest softening that enhancesThe downcast eye, ...
Lines To Fanny (John Keats Poems)
What can I do to drive awayRemembrance from my eyes? for they have seen,Aye, an hour ago, my brilliant Queen!Touch ...
Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles (John Keats Poems)
I.Haydon! forgive me that I cannot speakDefinitively of these mighty things;Forgive me, that I have not eagle's wings,That what I ...
Fragment. Welcome Joy, And Welcome Sorrow (John Keats Poems)
"Under the flagOf each his faction, they to battle bringTheir embryo atoms." ~ Milton.Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow,Lethe's weed and ...
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. Why Did I Laugh Tonight? (John Keats Poems)
Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tellNo God, no Demon of severe response,Deigns to reply from Heaven or from ...
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 ...
Endymion: Book IV (John Keats Poem)
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse! O first-born on the mountains! by the hues Of heaven on the spiritual ...
On Seeing The Elgin Marbles For The First Time (John Keats Poem)
My spirit is too weak; mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of ...
Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell (John Keats Poem)
Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell: No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from ...
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 ...
Ode On Indolence (John Keats Poem)
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the ...