Poems by John Keats
Sonnet: Before He Went
... The sceptre worth a straw his Cushions old door-mats ...
On Hearing The Bag-Pipe And Seeing "The Stranger" Played At Inverary
... First the soft Bag-pipe mourn'd with zealous haste, ...
Hyperion. Book I
... On he flared From stately nave to nave, from vault to vault, ...
Sonnet To Mrs. Reynolds's Cat
... Gaze With those bright languid segments green, and prick ...
Fragment Of "The Castle Builder."
... And black Numidian sheep-wool should be wrought, ...
Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight?
... But Death intenser -- Death is Life's high meed ...
Sonnet II. To ******
... And when the moon her pallid face discloses, ...
Specimen Of An Induction To A Poem
... Sometimes, when the good Knight his rest would take, ...
Hyperion. Book III
... for I am sad When thou dost shed a tear: explain thy griefs ...
Hyperion. Book II
... " So far her voice flow'd on, like timorous brook ...
Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles
... Think, too, that all these numbers should be thine ...
Sonnet: When I Have Fears That I May Cease To Be
... Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain ...
Sonnet VI. To G. A. W.
... I shall as soon pronounce which Grace more neatly ...
Lamia. Part I
... While, like held breath, the stars drew in their panting fires ...
Stanzas To Miss Wylie
... 5. Ah! why dearest girl should we lose all these blisses ...
