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Born in October 19, 1784 / Died in August 28, 1859 / United Kingdom / English

Poems by James Henry Leigh Hunt

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Robin Hood, A Child.

... The abbot whom he saw there:And how his uncle must have been ...

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May and the Poets

... Where she sleeps with nymphs and elves, ...

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A Thought of the Nile

... The laughing queen that caught the world's great hands ...

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Robin Hood's Flight

... But kept them as they were:And he thought him then of the friars again, ...

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Sudden Fine Weather

... Have left it, all, in some immortal sigh! And yet the winter months were not so well: ...

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To Robert Batty, M.D., on His Giving Me a Lock of Milton's Hair

... With their heaped locks, or his own Delphic wreath ...

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How Robin and His Outlaws Lived in The Woods

... : 'Twill wrap thee from the cold:And you there, Wat of Lancashire, ...

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A Thought or Two on Reading Pomfret's

... I like to go To Nature for a range, and prospect too, ...

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On Receiving a Crown of Ivy from John Keats

... Love of things lasting, love of the tall woods, ...

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The Olive Of Peace

... For they crown their wise heads with the OLIVE of PEACE! ...

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The Plate Of Gold

... God is good." The he arose and walked straightway across the court, ...

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Ariadne Waking

... The birds, the leaves, the lulling love o’ernight ...

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On The Same (On Receiving A Crown Of Ivy From Keats)

... Love of things lasting, love of the tall woods, ...

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To John Keats

... And such a heart as Charles's, wise and warm,-- ...

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The Field Of Battle

...   And, hark, the Trumpet's mournful breath ...