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John Keats: Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;
The day is gone, and all its s...I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love!Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; Four Seasons fill the measure of the year; There are four seasons in the…John Keats: I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love!
Four Seasons fill the measure ...If by dull rhymes our English ...I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love! I cry your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love! Merciful love that tantalizes not, One-…John Keats: If by dull rhymes our English must be chainâÂÂd,
I cry your mercy-pity-love!-aye, love!O thou whose face hath felt th...If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd, If by dull rhymes our English must be chain’d, And, like Andromeda,…John Keats: O thou whose face hath felt the WinterâÂÂs wind,
If by dull rhymes our English ...Ode to MayO thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, O thou whose face hath felt the Winter’s wind, Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist And…John Keats: Ode to May
O thou whose face hath felt th...On a DreamOde to May Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia! May I sing to thee As thou wast hymned on the shores of Baiæ? Or may I woo thee In earlier…John Keats: On a Dream
Ode to MayOn a Leander Gem Which a Young...On a Dream As Hermes once took to his feathers light, When lulled Argus, baffled, swoon’d and slept, So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright So…John Keats: Character of Charles Brown
SonnetsFor There's Bishop's TeignCharacter of Charles Brown I He is to weet a melancholy carle: Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair As hath the seeded thistle when in parle It…John Keats: For ThereâÂÂs BishopâÂÂs Teign
Character of Charles BrownLa Belle Dame sans MerciFor There's Bishop's Teign I For there’s Bishop’s teign And King’s teign And Coomb at the clear Teign head— Where close by the stream You…John Keats: La Belle Dame sans Merci
For There's Bishop's TeignLines Rhymed in a Letter from OxfordLa Belle Dame sans Merci A Ballad Original version Oh what can ail thee, knight-at-arms, Alone and palely loitering?…John Keats: Lines Rhymed in a Letter from Oxford
La Belle Dame sans MerciModern LoveLines Rhymed in a Letter from Oxford I The Gothic looks solemn, The plain Doric column Supports an old Bishop and Crosier; The mouldering arch, Shaded…Trending
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