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Lines Written In The Highlands After A Visit To Burns's Country
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the gain;There is a pleasure on the..
© John Keats
Sonnet: After Dark Vapors Have Oppress'D Our Plains
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plainsFor a long dreary season, comes a dayBorn of the gentle South, and clears awayFrom the sick heavens all..
© John Keats
Sonnet Xi. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;Round many western islands have I beenWhich bards in fealty to..
© John Keats
On Receiving A Laurel Crown From Leigh Hunt
MINUTES are flying swiftly, and as yetNothing unearthly has enticed my brainInto a delphic Labyrinth I would fainCatch an unmortal thought to pay the..
© John Keats
King Stephen
A FRAGMENT OF A TRAGEDYACT I.SCENE I. Field of Battle.Alarum. Enter King STEPHEN, Knights, and Soldiers.Stephen. If shame can on a soldier's..
© John Keats
Sonnet To Homer
Standing aloof in giant ignorance,Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades,As one who sits ashore and longs perchanceTo visit dolphin-coral in deep seas.So..
© John Keats
Sonnet: Before He Went
BEFORE he went to feed with owls and batsNebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream,Worse than an Hus'if's when she thinks her creamMade a Naumachia for mice..
© John Keats
Sonnet Vi. To G. A. W.
Nymph of the downward smile and sidelong glance!In what diviner moments of the dayArt thou most lovely? -- when gone far astrayInto the labyrinths of..
© John Keats
On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun,The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem,Though beautiful, cold- strange- as in a dreamI..
© John Keats
Sonnet Iv. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!A few of them have ever been the foodOf my delighted fancy,—I could broodOver their beauties, earthly, or..
© John Keats
Sonnet To The Nile
Son of the old Moon-mountains African!Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile!We call thee fruitful, and that very whileA desert fills our seeing's inward..
© John Keats
Imitation Of Spenser
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 the..
© John Keats
Sonnet. Written On A Blank Page In Shakespeare's Poems, Facing 'A Lover's Complaint'
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art --Not in lone splendour hung aloft the nightAnd watching, with eternal lids apart,Like nature's..
© John Keats
To A Cat
Cat! who has pass'd thy grand climacteric,How many mice and rats hast in thy daysDestroy'd? How many tit-bits stolen? GazeWith those bright languid..
© John Keats
Fragment Of
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me thinkAbout my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;It should be rich and sombre, and the moon,Just in its mid-life..
© John Keats
Fragment Of An Ode To Maia. Written On May Day 1818
Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!May I sing to theeAs thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae?Or may I woo theeIn earlier Sicilian? or thy..
© John Keats
Two Or Three
Two or three PosiesWith two or three simples--Two or three NosesWith two or three pimples--Two or three wise menAnd two or three ninny's--Two or..
© John Keats
Stanzas. In A Drear-Nighted December
1.In drear-nighted December,Too happy, happy tree,Thy branches ne'er rememberTheir green felicity:The north cannot undo themWith a sleety whistle..
© John Keats
Sonnet I. To My Brother George
Many the wonders I this day have seen:The sun, when first he kissed away the tearsThat filled the eyes of Morn;—the laurelled peersWho from the..
© John Keats
Lines On Seeing A Lock Of Milton's Hair
Chief of organic Numbers!Old Scholar of the Spheres!Thy spirit never slumbers,But rolls about our earsFor ever and for ever.O, what a mad..
© John Keats
Stanzas To Miss Wylie
1.O come Georgiana! the rose is full blown,The riches of Flora are lavishly strown,The air is all softness, and crystal the streams,The West is..
© John Keats
Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles
I.Haydon! forgive me that I cannot speakDefinitively of these mighty things;Forgive me, that I have not eagle's wings,That what I want I know not..
© John Keats
Sonnet Iii. Written On The Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison
What though, for showing truth to flatter'd state,Kind Hunt was shut in prison, yet has he,In his immortal spirit, been as freeAs the sky-searching..
© John Keats
Riddle: A man buys a rope from a woman for $3.00 and hands the woman a $10 bill. The woman goes into the grocery store next door to get change. She..
Riddle: A hundred stones are placed, in a straight line, a yard distant from each other. How many yards must a person walk, who undertakes to pick..