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Fragment. Where's The Poet?
Fragment. Where's The Poet?
Where's the Poet? show him! show him,
Muses nine! that I may know him.
'Tis the man who with a man
Is an equal, be he K…
Fragment Of 'The Castle Builder.'
Fragment Of 'The Castle Builder.'
To-night I'll have my friar -- let me think
About my room, -- I'll have it in the pink;
It should be rich and sombre, a…
Fragment of an Ode to Maia
Fragment of an Ode to Maia
MOTHER of Hermes! and still youthful Maia!
May I sing to thee
As thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiae?
Or may I…
Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl
Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl
Fill for me a brimming bowl
And in it let me drown my soul:
But put therein some drug, designed
To Banish Women from my…
Epistle To My Brother George
Epistle To My Brother George
Full many a dreary hour have I past,
My brain bewildered, and my mind o'ercast
With heaviness; in seasons when I've thought …
Faery Songs
Faery Songs
I.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the ro…
Endymion: Book II
Endymion: Book II
O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm!
All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm,
And shadowy, through the mist of passed yea…
Endymion: Book IV
Endymion: Book IV
Muse of my native land! loftiest Muse!
O first-born on the mountains! by the hues
Of heaven on the spiritual air begot:
Long dids…
Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq.
Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq.
Glory and loveliness have pass'd away;
For if we wander out in early morn,
No wreathed incense do we see upborne
Int…
Endymion: A Poetic Romance (Excerpt)
Endymion: A Poetic Romance (Excerpt)
BOOK I
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its loveliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingnes…
Character Of Charles Brown
Character Of Charles Brown
I.
He is to weet a melancholy carle:
Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair
As hath the seeded thistle when in parle…
Bright Star
Bright Star
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-Not
in lone splendour hung aloft the night
And watching, with eternal lids apart,
Like n…
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and
Bards of Passion and of Mirth, written on the Blank Page before Beaumont and
Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid of the Inn'
BARDS of Passion and of Mirth, …
Apollo And The Graces
Apollo And The Graces
APOLLO
WHICH of the fairest three
To-day will ride with me?
My steeds are all pawing at the threshold of the morn:
An Extempore
An Extempore
When they were come into Faery's Court
They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
And dance and kiss and love as faerys do
For F…
Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats
Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats
Give me your patience, sister, while I frame
Exact in capitals your golden name;
Or sue the fair Apollo and he will
A Song About Myself
A Song About Myself
I.
There was a naughty boy,
A naughty boy was he,
He would not stop at home,
He could not quiet be-
He took
In…
A Party Of Lovers
A Party Of Lovers
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,
Or else forget the purpose of the nig…
A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca
A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca
As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
S…
A Draught Of Sunshine
A Draught Of Sunshine
Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
Away with old Hock and madeira,
Too earthly ye are for my sport;
There's a beverage brighte…
Yorktown
Yorktown
YORKTOWN.
FROM Yorktown's ruins, ranked and still,
Two lines stretch far o'er vale and hill:
Who curbs his steed at head of one?
Wordsworth
Wordsworth
WRITTEN ON A BLANK LEAF OF HIS MEMOIRS.
Dear friends, who read the world aright,
And in its common forms discern
A beauty an…
William Francis Bartlett
William Francis Bartlett
Oh, well may Essex sit forlorn
Beside her sea-blown shore;
Her well beloved, her noblest born,
Is hers in life no more!
Winter Roses
Winter Roses
My garden roses long ago
Have perished from the leaf-strewn walks;
Their pale, fair sisters smile no more
Upon the sweet-brier stalks.…