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 Summer (33 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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
King Stephen (John Keats Poems)
A FRAGMENT OF A TRAGEDYACT I.SCENE I. Field of Battle.Alarum. Enter King STEPHEN, Knights, and Soldiers.Stephen. If shame can on ...
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 ...
Epistle To John Hamilton Reynolds (John Keats Poems)
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed,There came before my eyes that wonted threadOf shapes, and shadows, and ...
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 ...
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 ...
Teignmouth: “Some Doggerel,” Sent In A Letter To B. R. Haydon (John Keats Poems)
I.Here all the summer could I stay, For there's Bishop's teign And King's teignAnd Coomb at the clear Teign head-- Where close by ...
Character Of Charles Brown (John Keats Poems)
I. He is to weet a melancholy carle: Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair As hath the seeded thistle when ...
Spenserian Stanzas On Charles Armitage Brown (John Keats Poems)
I.He is to weet a melancholy carle:Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair,As hath the seeded thistle when ...
A Draught Of Sunshine (John Keats Poems)
Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,Away with old Hock and madeira,Too earthly ye are for my sport;There's a beverage brighter and ...
Hither, Hither, Love (John Keats Poems)
Hither hither, love-- 'Tis a shady mead--Hither, hither, love! Let us feed and feed!Hither, hither, sweet-- 'Tis a cowslip bed--Hither, hither, sweet! 'Tis with ...
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. The Human Seasons (John Keats Poems)
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, ...
Sonnet: After Dark Vapors Have Oppress’d Our Plains (John Keats Poems)
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plainsFor a long dreary season, comes a dayBorn of the gentle South, and clears ...
Sonnet V. To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses (John Keats Poems)
As late I rambled in the happy fields,What time the skylark shakes the tremulous dewFrom his lush clover covert;-when anewAdventurous ...
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, ...
Sonnet XVII. Happy Is England (John Keats Poems)
Happy is England! I could be contentTo see no other verdure than its own;To feel no other breezes than are ...
Sonnet To Spenser (John Keats Poems)
Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine,A forester deep in thy midmost trees,Did last eve ask my promise to refineSome English ...
Fancy (John Keats Poem)
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when ...
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 ...
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 ...
Hither, Hither, Love (John Keats Poem)
Hither hither, love--- 'Tis a shady mead--- Hither, hither, love! Let us feed and feed! Hither, hither, sweet--- 'Tis a ...
To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses (John Keats Poem)
As late I rambled in the happy fields, What time the skylark shakes the tremulous dew From his lush clover ...
Happy Is England! I Could Be Content (John Keats Poem)
Happy is England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes ...
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 ...
The Human Seasons (John Keats Poem)
Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his ...