Poems by John Keats
Asleep! O Sleep A Little While, White Pearl!
... And let me call Heavens blessing on thine eyes, ...
Sonnet: As From The Darkening Gloom A Silver Dove
... Where happy spirits, crown'd with circlets bright ...
Sonnet X. To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent
... Who is more happy, when, with heart's content, ...
Sonnet XIV. Addressed To The Same (Haydon)
... The social smile, the chain for Freedom's sake: ...
King Stephen
... Glocester. If 't must be so, I'll bring him to your presence ...
Extracts From An Opera
... More soft, more white, and her fair cheek more fair ...
Spenserian Stanzas On Charles Armitage Brown
... Who as they walk abroad, make tinkling with their feet ...
Sonnet IX. Keen, Fitful Gusts Are
... Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and there ...
Endymion
... quickly dressMy uncertain path with green, that I may speedEasily onward, thorough flowers and weed ...
To Mrs. Reynold's Cat
... any a maul,Still is that fur as soft as when the lists In youth thou enter'dst on glass-bottled wall ...
Song of the Indian Maid
... 90 Great god of breathless cups and chirping mirth! ...
