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 ...
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 ...
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 ...
When by my solitary hearth I sit, And hateful thoughts enwrap my soul in gloom;When no fair dreams before my "mind's ...
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest ...
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the ...
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:Its loveliness increases; it will neverPass into nothingness; but still will keepA ...
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 ...
1.Physician Nature! Let my spirit blood! O ease my heart of verse and let me rest;Throw me upon thy Tripod, till ...
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old,O what wonders had been toldOf thy lively countenance,And thy humid eyes that danceIn ...
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies; Without that modest softening that enhancesThe downcast eye, ...
What can I do to drive awayRemembrance from my eyes? for they have seen,Aye, an hour ago, my brilliant Queen!Touch ...
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1.Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the ...
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.In thy western halls of goldWhen thou sittest in thy state,Bards, that erst sublimely toldHeroic deeds, and sang of fate,With ...
No! those days are gone away,And their hours are old and gray,And their minutes buried allUnder the down-trodden pallOf the ...
Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering?The sedge has withered from the lake, And no birds sing.Oh what can ...
1.All gentle folks who owe a grudgeTo any living thingOpen your ears and stay your tudgeWhilst I in dudgeon sing.2.The ...
'Tis the witching hour of night,Orbed is the moon and bright,And the stars they glisten, glisten,Seeming with bright eyes to ...
Now Morning from her orient chamber came, And her first footsteps touch'd a verdant hill; Crowning its lawny crest with amber flame, Silv'ring ...
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 ...
1.God of the golden bow, And of the golden lyre,And of the golden hair, And of the golden fire, Charioteer Of the patient year, Where—-where ...
Not Aladdin magianEver such a work began;Not the wizard of the DeeEver such a dream could see;Not St. John, in ...
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 ...
What though while the wonders of nature exploring,I cannot your light, mazy footsteps attend;Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring,Bless ...
Chief of organic Numbers!Old Scholar of the Spheres!Thy spirit never slumbers,But rolls about our earsFor ever and for ever.O, what ...
I. He is to weet a melancholy carle: Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair As hath the seeded thistle when ...
1.Old Meg she was a gipsy; And liv'd upon the moors:Her bed it was the brown heath turf, And her house was ...
I.Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!The flower will bloom another year.Weep no more! oh, weep no more!Young buds sleep ...
I.Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coyTo those who woo her with too slavish knees,But makes surrender to ...
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