Poems by John Keats
In Drear-Nighted December
... With a sleety whistle through them ...
Ode On Melancholy
... Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue ...
Hyperion
... Hyperion, lo! his radiance is here!" All eyes were on Enceladus's face, ...
To My Brother George
... Its ships, its rocks, its caves, its hopes, its fears, ...
The Eve Of St. Agnes
... l here to-night, the whole blood-thirsty race! "Get hence! get hence! there's dwarfish Hildebrand ...
Lines
... How "Love doth know no fulness, nor no bounds ...
Ode On Indolence
... Or hear the voice of busy common-sense!So, ye three Ghosts, adieu! Ye cannot raise ...
Endymion: Book I
... Something more high perplexing in thy face!" Endymion look'd at her, and press'd her hand, ...
Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art
... Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, ...
Robin Hood
... Can't be got without hard money! So it is: yet let us sing, ...
On Fame
... Ye love-sick Bards! repay her scorn for scorn ...
On Seeing The Elgin Marbles For The First Time
... mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, ...
Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell
... But Death intenserDeath is Life's high meed ...
To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses
... when anew Adventurous knights take up their dinted shields ...
Happy Is England! I Could Be Content
... Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing, ...
