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John Keats

John Keats is considered one of the greatest English poets of the 19th century. He is the author of Romantic classics such as "Endymion" and "Ode to a Nightingale." Keats began his career as a surgeon…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

Unpublished Poems of John KeatsContentsOde on indolenceTo AutumnOdeSonnetsCharacter of Charles BrownFor There’s Bishop’s T…

William John KEATING

KEATING, William John, a Representative from Ohio; born in Cincinnati, Hamilton County, Ohio, March 30, 1927; graduated from St. Xavier High School, Cincinnati, Ohio, 1945; B.B.A., University o…

Amy Lowell: To John Keats

To John KeatsGreat master! Boyish, sympathetic man! Whose orbed and ripened genius lightly hung From life's slim, twisted tendril and there swung In crimson-sphered completeness; guardian O…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

OdeCharacter of Charles BrownSonnetsAfter dark vapours have oppress’d our plainsBright star! would I were stedfast as thou art-The day is gone, and all its sweet…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

Over the Hill and Over the DaleSongThe Poet A Fragment 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 King Or poore…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

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, S…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

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 pi…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

On Seeing the Elgin MarblesOn the SeaOn 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 w…

Unpublished Poems of John Keats

On Visiting the Tomb of BurnsTo -Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine, Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine, A forester deep in thy midmost trees, Did last eve ask my promise to refine Some…