John Keats
Writer
October 31, 1795 – February 23, 1821
Poems:
A Galloway Song; A Song
About Myself; A Song of Opposites; A Party Of Lovers; Acrostic: Georgiana
Augusta Keats; Addressed to Haydon; Addressed to the Same; After dark vapours
have oppressed our plains; Apollo to the Graces; An Extempore; As from the
darkening gloom a silver dove; As Hermes once took to his feathers light; Before
he went to live with owls and bats; Ben Nevis: A Dialogue; Blue!—’Tis the life
of heaven—the domain; Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art; Calidore:
A Fragment; Character of C. B.; Epistle To John Hamilton Reynolds; Endymion; Extracts
from an Opera; Faery Songs; Fancy; Fill for me a brimming bowl; For there’s
Bishop’s Teign; Fragment Of “The Castle Builder”; Fragment of an Ode to Maia; God
of the meridian; Happy is England! I could be content; Hence burgundy, claret,
and port; Hither, hither, love; How many bards gild the lapses of time; Hush,
hush, tread softly, hush, hush, my dear; Hymn To Apollo; Hyperion; I am as
brisk; I cry your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love; I had a dove, and the sweet dove
died; I stoof tip-toe upon a little hill; Imitation of Spenser; In after time a
sage of mickle lore; In drear nighted December; Isabella; or, the Pot of Basil;
Keen, fitful gusts are whisp’ring here and there; King Stephen: A Fragment of a
Tragedy; La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad; Lamia; Lines on Seeing a Lock of
Milton’s Hair; Lines on the Mermaid Tavern; Lines (Unfelt, unheard, unseen…); Lines
Written on 29 May, the Anniversary of Charles’s Restoration, on Hearing the
Bells Ringing; Meg Merrilies; Modern Love; Not Aladdin magian; O grant that
like to Peter I; O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell; O thou whose face hath
felt the winter’s wind; Ode (Bards of Passion and of Mirth); Ode on a Grecian
Urn; Ode on a Melancholy; Ode on Indolence; Ode to a Nightingale; Ode to Apollo;
Ode to Psyche; Of late two dainties were before me plac’d; Oh! how I love, on a
fair summer’s eve; On a Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me; On
Fame (“Fame, like a wayward girl”); On Fame (“How fever’d is the man”); On
First Looking into Chapman’s Homer; On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour; On
Peace; On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses, from the Same Ladies;
On Receiving a Laurel Crown from Leigh Hunt; On Seeing the Elgin Marbles; On
Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again; On Some Skills in Beauley Abbey,
near Inverness; On the Grasshopper and Cricket; On the Sea; On the Sonnet; On
Visiting the Tomb of Burns; On Leigh Hunt’s Poem, the ‘Story of Rimini’; Otho
the Great: A Tragedy in Five Acts; Over the hill and over the dale; Read me a
lesson, Muse, and speak it loud; Robin Hood; Sharing Eve’s Apple; Sleep and
Poetry; Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water; Sonnet to Byron; Sonnet
to Chatterton; Sonnet to Sleep; Sonnet to Spenser; Specimen of an Induction to
a Poem; Spirit here that reignest; Stay, ruby breated warbler, stay; Sweet,
sweet is the greeting of eyes; The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone; The
Eve of St. Agnes; The Eve of St. Mark; The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream; The Human
Seasons; The Gadfly; The Gothic looks solemn; The Cap And Bells; Or, The
Jealousies: A Faery Tale (Unfinished); There is a joy in footing slow across a
silent plain; Think not of it, sweet one, so; This living hand, now warm and
capable; This mortal body of a thousand days; Time’s sea hath been five years
at its slow ebb; Tis the “witching time of night”; To.- (Had I a man’s fair
form, then might my sighs); To.- (Hadst tho liv’d in days of old); To a Friend
Who Sent Me Some Roses; To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown; To Ailsa
Rock; To Autumn; To Charles Cowden Clarke; To Emma; To G. A. W.; To George
Felton Mathew; To Haydon with a Sonnet Written on seeing the Elgin Marbles; To
Homer; To Hope; To J. H. Reynolds; To Kosciusko; To Leigh Hunt, Esq.; To Mrs.
Reynold’s Cat; To My Brother George (epistle); To My Brother George (sonnet); To
My Brothers; To one who has been long in city pent; To Some Ladies; To the
Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d; To the Nile; Translated From A Sonnet Of Ronsard; Two
or three posies; What can I do to drive away; When I have fears that I may
cease to be; Where by ye going, you Devon maid; Where’s the Poet? (Fragment); Why
did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell; Woman! when I behold thee flippant,
vain; Women, wine, and snuff; Written in Disgust of Vulgar Superstition; Written
on the Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison; Written On The Blank Space Of A
Leaf At The End Of Chaucer’s Tale Of The Flowre And The Lefe; You say you love,
but with a voice.
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