• A Draught Of Sunshine

    Hence Burgundy, Claret, and Port,
    Away with old Hock and madeira,
    Too earthly ye are for my sport;
    There's a beverage brighter and clearer.... more »

  • A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode Of Paolo And Francesca

    As Hermes once took to his feathers light,
    When lulled Argus, baffled, swooned and slept,
    So on a Delphic reed, my idle spright
    So played, so charmed, so conquered, so bereft... more »

  • A Galloway Song

    Ah! ken ye what I met the day
    Out oure the Mountains
    A coming down by craggi[e]s grey
    An mossie fountains --... more »

  • A Party Of Lovers

    Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes,
    Nibble their toast, and cool their tea with sighs,
    Or else forget the purpose of the night,
    Forget their tea -- forget their appetite.... more »

  • A Prophecy: To George Keats In America

    'Tis the witching hour of night,
    Orbed is the moon and bright,
    And the stars they glisten, glisten,
    Seeming with bright eyes to listen --... more »

  • A Song About Myself

    There was a naughty boy,
    A naughty boy was he,
    He would not stop at home,... more »

  • A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)

    A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
    Its lovliness increases; it will never
    Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
    A bower quiet for us, and a sleep... more »

  • Acrostic : Georgiana Augusta Keats

    Give me your patience, sister, while I frame
    Exact in capitals your golden name;
    Or sue the fair Apollo and he will... more »

  • Addressed To Haydon

    High-mindedness, a jealousy for good,
    A loving-kindness for the great man's fame,
    Dwells here and there with people of no name,
    In noisome alley, and in pathless wood:... more »

  • An Extempore

    When they were come into Faery's Court
    They rang -- no one at home -- all gone to sport
    And dance and kiss and love as faerys do
    For Faries be as human lovers true --... more »

  • Answer To A Sonnet By J.H.Reynolds

    "Dark eyes are dearer far
    Than those that mock the hyacinthine bell."

    Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven,—the domain... more »

  • Apollo And The Graces


    WHICH of the fairest three
    To-day will ride with me?
    My steeds are all pawing at the threshold of the morn:... more »

  • Asleep! O Sleep A Little While, White Pearl!

    Asleep! O sleep a little while, white pearl!
    And let me kneel, and let me pray to thee,
    And let me call Heaven’s blessing on thine eyes,... more »

  • Bards Of Passion And Of Mirth,

    BARDS of Passion and of Mirth,
    Ye have left your souls on earth!
    Have ye souls in heaven too,
    Doubled-lived in regions new?... more »

  • Ben Nevis: A Dialogue

    Upon my Life Sir Nevis I am pique'd
    That I have so far panted tugg'd and reek'd
    To do an honour to your old bald pate
    And now am sitting on you just to bate,... more »

  • Bright Star

    Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art-
    Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night
    And watching, with eternal lids apart,... more »

  • Calidore: A Fragment

    Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake;
    His healthful spirit eager and awake
    To feel the beauty of a silent eve,
    Which seem'd full loath this happy world to leave;... more »

  • Character Of Charles Brown

    He is to weet a melancholy carle:
    Thin in the waist, with bushy head of hair
    As hath the seeded thistle when in parle... more »

  • Daisy's Song

    The sun, with his great eye,
    Sees not so much as I;
    And the moon, all silver-proud,... more »

  • Dawlish Fair

    Over the hill and over the dale,
    And over the bourn to Dawlish--
    Where gingerbread wives have a scanty sale
    And gingerbread nuts are smallish.... more »

  • Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq.

    Glory and loveliness have pass'd away;
    For if we wander out in early morn,
    No wreathed incense do we see upborne
    Into the east, to meet the smiling day:... more »

  • Endymion (Excerpts)

    From BOOK I

    A thing of beauty is a joy for ever: ... more »

  • Endymion: A Poetic Romance (Excerpt)

    BOOK I
    A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
    Its loveliness increases; it will never
    Pass into nothingness; but still will keep... more »

  • Endymion: Book I


    A Poetic Romance.... more »

  • Endymion: Book Ii

    O Sovereign power of love! O grief! O balm!
    All records, saving thine, come cool, and calm,
    And shadowy, through the mist of passed years:
    For others, good or bad, hatred and tears... more »