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John Keats: A Song About Myself
SongStanzasA 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 his knapsack A book Full of vowels And a…John Keats: Stanzas
A Song About MyselfThis Living Hand, Now Warm and CapableStanzas I In drear-nighted December, Too happy, happy tree, Thy branches ne’er remember Their green felicity: The north cannot…John Keats: This Living Hand, Now Warm and Capable
StanzasTo J. H. Reynolds, Esq.This Living Hand, Now Warm and Capable This living hand, now warm and capable Of earnest grasping, would, if it were cold And in the icy silence of the tomb,…John Keats: To J. H. Reynolds, Esq.
This Living Hand, Now Warm and CapableTranslated from RonsardTo J. H. Reynolds, Esq. Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed, There came before my eyes that wonted thread Of shapes, and…John Keats: Translated from Ronsard
To J. H. Reynolds, Esq.Translated from Ronsard Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies For more adornment a full thousand years; She took their cream of Beauty’s fairest dyes, And shap’d…John Keats: To Autumn
Ode on indolenceOdeTo Autumn Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that…John Keats: Ode
To AutumnSonnetsOde Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth! Have ye souls in heaven too, Double-lived in regions new? Yes, and those of heaven commune With the…John Keats: After dark vapours have oppressâÂÂd our plains
Bright star! would I were sted...After dark vapours have oppress'd our plains After dark vapours have oppress’d our plains For a long dreary season, comes a day Born of the gentle South,…John Keats: On a Leander Gem Which a Young Lady Gave the Author
On a DreamOn Seeing the Elgin MarblesOn a Leander Gem Which a Young Lady Gave the Author Come hither all sweet maidens soberly, Down-looking, aye, and with a chasten’d light Hid in the…John Keats: On Seeing the Elgin Marbles
On a Leander Gem Which a Young...On Sitting Down to Read King L...On Seeing the Elgin Marbles My spirit is too weak—mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined…