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John Keats: To My Brother George
by JohnKeatsTo * * * * * *To My Brother George Many the wonders I this day have seen: The sun, when first he kist away the tears That fill'd the eyes of morn;--the laurel'd peers Who…John Keats: To one who has been long in city pent,
by JohnKeatsKeen, fitful gusts are whisp'r...On first looking into Chapman's HomerTo one who has been long in city pent, To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look…John Keats: On first looking into Chapman's Homer
by JohnKeatsTo one who has been long in city pent,On leaving some Friends at an early HourOn first looking into Chapman's Homer Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, And many…John Keats: On leaving some Friends at an early Hour
by JohnKeatsOn first looking into Chapman's HomerAddressed to HaydonOn leaving some Friends at an early Hour Give me a golden pen, and let me lean On heap'd up flowers, in regions clear…John Keats: Addressed to Haydon
by JohnKeatsOn leaving some Friends at an early HourAddressed to the Same.Addressed to Haydon Highmindedness, a jealousy for good, A loving-kindness for the great man's fame, Dwells…John Keats: Addressed to the Same.
by JohnKeatsAddressed to HaydonOn the Grasshopper and CricketAddressed to the Same. Great spirits now on earth are sojourning; He of the cloud, the cataract, the lake, Who on Helvellyn…John Keats: On the Grasshopper and Cricket
by JohnKeatsAddressed to the Same.To KosciuskoOn the Grasshopper and Cricket The poetry of earth is never dead: When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees…John Keats: To Kosciusko
by JohnKeatsOn the Grasshopper and CricketHappy is England! I could be contentTo Kosciusko Good Kosciusko, thy great name alone Is a full harvest whence to reap high feeling; It comes…John Keats: Happy is England! I could be content
by JohnKeatsTo KosciuskoHappy is England! I could be content Happy is England! I could be content To see no other verdure than its own; To feel no other breezes than are blown Through…John Keats: To * * * * * *
by JohnKeatsTo My Brother GeorgeWritten on the day that Mr. Le...To * * * * * * Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs Be echoed swiftly through that ivory shell, Thine ear, and…Trending
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