Ode On Melancholy
No, no, go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf’s-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to […]
Author: John Keats
Bright Star, Would I Were Steadfast As Thou Art
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art- Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night And watching, with […]
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, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Doubled-lived […]
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 […]
Addressed To Haydon
High-mindedness, a jealousy for good, A loving-kindness for the great man’s fame, Dwells here and there with people of no […]
On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again
O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut […]
Written Before Re-Reading King Lear
O golden-tongued Romance with serene lute! Fair plumed Syren! Queen of far away! Leave melodizing on this wintry day, Shut […]
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 […]
Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of The Flowre And The Lefe
This pleasant tale is like a little copse: The honied lines so freshly interlace, To keep the reader in so […]
To My Brothers
Small, busy flames play through the fresh-laid coals, And their faint cracklings o’er our silence creep Like whispers of the […]
Ode On Indolence
One morn before me were three figures seen, I With bowed necks, and joined hands, side-faced; And one behind the […]
Fancy
Ever let the Fancy roam, Pleasure never is at home: At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth, Like to bubbles when […]
Ode To Psyche
O Goddess! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets should be […]
Think Of It Not, Sweet One
Think not of it, sweet one, so; – Give it not a tear; Sigh thou mayst, and bid it go […]
Meg Merrilies
Old Meg she was a Gipsy, And liv’d upon the Moors: Her bed it was the brown heath turf, And […]
Hymn To Apollo
God of the golden bow, And of the golden lyre, And of the golden hair, And of the golden fire, […]
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, So on a Delphic reed, […]
On Fame
Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coy To those who woo her with too slavish knees, But makes […]
Ode To Autumn
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless […]
To Mrs Reynolds’ Cat
Cat! who hast pass’d thy grand climacteric, How many mice and rats hast in thy days Destroy’d? How many tit […]