Poetry should be great and unobtrusive, a thing which enters into one's soul, and does not startle it or amaze it with itself, but with its subject.
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Too happy, happy brook,
Thy bubblings ne'er remember
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Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring wi...
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JOHN KEATS And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest
The silver clouds.
- John Keats,
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Orbed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, gli...
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JOHN KEATS And shade the violets,
That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.
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Our ready minds to fellowship divine,
A fellow...
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We know her woof, her texture; she is given
In the ...
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T...
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JOHN KEATS I must choose between despair and Energy──I choose the latter.
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JOHN KEATS Through the dancing poppies stole
A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.
JOHN KEATS The poppies hung
Dew-dabbed on their stalks.
JOHN KEATS He ne'er is crowned with immortality Who fears to follow where airy voices lead.
JOHN KEATS St Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was!
The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold.
JOHN KEATS Those green-robed senators of mighty woods,
Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars,
Dr...
JOHN KEATS Adieu! adieu! thy plaintive anthem fades
Past the near meadows, over the still stream,
Up th...
JOHN KEATS Where the nightingale doth sing
Not a senseless, tranced thing,
But divine melodious truth.
JOHN KEATS Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird!
No hungry generations tread thee down;
The voice ...
JOHN KEATS Souls of poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known,
Happy field or mossy cavern,
C...
JOHN KEATS Hear ye not the hum
Of mighty workings?
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And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run
Fro...
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Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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Or bed is the moon and bright,
And the stars they glisten, g...
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JOHN KEATS How beautiful, if sorrow had not made
Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.
JOHN KEATS To Sorrow
I bade good-morrow,
And though to leave her far away behind;
But cheerly, chee...
JOHN KEATS He play'd an ancient ditty long since mute,
In Provence call'd, "La belle dame sans merci."
JOHN KEATS On a lone winter evening, when the frost
Has wrought a silence.
JOHN KEATS There is a budding morrow in midnight.
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JOHN KEATS The latest dream I ever dreamed / On the cold hill side.
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JOHN KEATS Much have I traveled in the realms of gold, and many goodly states and kingdoms seen.
JOHN KEATS Virgin-choir to make delicious moan / Upon the midnight hours.
JOHN KEATS Oh what can ail thee, wretched wight, / Alone and palely loitering; / The sedge is withered from the...
JOHN KEATS Soon, up aloft, / The silver, snarling trumpets 'gan to chide.
JOHN KEATS O, sorrow!
Why dost borrow
Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?
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Let it not be among the jumbled heap
Of murky building...
JOHN KEATS Dry your eyes--O dry your eyes,
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies.
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JOHN KEATS My chest of books divide amongst my friends--
JOHN KEATS Touch has a memory. O say, love, say,
What can I do to kill it and be free?
JOHN KEATS Beauty is truth, truth beauty,—that is all
Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know
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JOHN KEATS Bright Star
Bright star, would I were steadfast as thou art—
Not in lone s...
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JOHN KEATS No sooner had I stepp'd into these pleasures
Than I began to think of rhymes and measures:
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I have shuddered at...
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Its loveliness increases;
It will never
Pass into...
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JOHN KEATS Where's the cheek that doth not fade, / Too much gazed at?
JOHN KEATS The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft;/ And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
JOHN KEATS I stood tip-toe upon a little hill.
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JOHN KEATS Pass into nothingness.
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JOHN KEATS Here lies one whose name was writ in water.
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JOHN KEATS Philosophy will clip an angel's wings.
JOHN KEATS Hard melodies are sweet, but those unheard are sweeter.
JOHN KEATS Pleasure is oft a visitant; but pain / Clings cruelly to us.
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JOHN KEATS And there I shut her wild, wild eyes / With kisses four.
JOHN KEATS The imagination of a boy is healthy, and the mature imagination of a man is healthy; but there is a ...
JOHN KEATS O for the gentleness of old Romance, the simple planning of a minstrel's song!
JOHN KEATS When I behold, upon the night's starred face, / Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance.
JOHN KEATS I am certain of nothing but the Holiness of the Heart's affections and the Truth of the Imagination
JOHN KEATS Who would wish to be among the commonplace crowd of the little famous - who are each individually lo...
JOHN KEATS Mortality / Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep.
JOHN KEATS Parting they seemed to tread upon the air,/ Twin roses by the zephyr blown apart / Only to meet agai...
JOHN KEATS Point me out the way / To any one particular beauteous star.
JOHN KEATS Now a soft kiss -- Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss
JOHN KEATS St Agnes' Eve - Ah, bitter chill it was! / The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; / The hare lim...
JOHN KEATS Thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, / In some melodious plot / of beechen green, and shadows numb...
JOHN KEATS I have good reason to be content,
for thank God I can read and
perhaps understand Shakespe...
JOHN KEATS Give me books, French wine, fruit, fine weather and a little music played out of doors by somebody I...
JOHN KEATS Fairy Song
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep n...
JOHN KEATS But when the melancholy fit shall fall / Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud, / That fosters the...
JOHN KEATS