Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
Sonnet To Byron
Byron! how sweetly sad thy melody!Attuning still the soul to tenderness,As if soft Pity, with unusual stress,Had touch'd her plaintive lute, and..
© John Keats
On Receiving A Curious Shell
Hast thou from the caves of Golconda, a gemPure as the ice-drop that froze on the mountain?Bright as the humming-bird's green diadem,When it flutters..
© John Keats
Sonnet. Why Did I Laugh Tonight?
Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tellNo God, no Demon of severe response,Deigns to reply from Heaven or from HellThen to my human heart I turn..
© John Keats
Hyperion. Book Ii
Just at the self-same beat of Time's wide wingsHyperion slid into the rustled air,And Saturn gain'd with Thea that sad placeWhere Cybele and the..
© John Keats
Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness
Brother belov'd if health shall smile again,Upon this wasted form and fever'd cheek:If e'er returning vigour bid these weakAnd languid limbs their..
© John Keats
Sonnet. To A Lady Seen For A Few Moments At Vauxhall
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb,Long hours have to and fro let creep the sand,Since I was tangled in thy beauty's web,And snared by..
© John Keats
To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned
WHAT is there in the universal EarthMore lovely than a Wreath from the bay tree?Haply a Halo round the Moon a gleeCircling from three sweet pair of..
© John Keats
Hyperion. Book Iii
Thus in altemate uproar and sad peace,Amazed were those Titans utterly.O leave them, Muse! O leave them to their woes;For thou art weak to sing such..
© John Keats
Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain,Inconstant, childish, proud, and full of fancies;Without that modest softening that enhancesThe downcast..
© John Keats
Lines To Fanny
What can I do to drive awayRemembrance from my eyes? for they have seen,Aye, an hour ago, my brilliant Queen!Touch has a memory. O say, love..
© John Keats
Teignmouth
I.Here all the summer could I stay,For there's Bishop's teignAnd King's teignAnd Coomb at the clear Teign head--Where close by the streamYou may have..
© John Keats
Sonnet Xv. On The Grasshopper And Cricket
The poetry of earth is never dead:When all the birds are faint with the hot sun,And hide in cooling trees, a voice will runFrom hedge to hedge about..
© John Keats
Sonnet To Mrs. Reynolds's Cat
Cat! who hast pass'd thy grand climacteric,How many mice and rats hast in thy daysDestroy'd? How many tit bits stolen? GazeWith those bright languid..
© John Keats
Sonnet: Oh! How I Love, On A Fair Summer's Eve
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve,When streams of light pour down the golden west,And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil restThe silver clouds, far..
© John Keats
Two Sonnets On Fame
I.Fame, like a wayward girl, will still be coyTo those who woo her with too slavish knees,But makes surrender to some thoughtless boy,And dotes the..
© John Keats
Song Of Four Faries
Fire, Air, Earth, and Water,Salamander, Zephyr, Dusketha, and Breama.Salamander.Happy, happy glowing fire!Zephyr.Fragrant air! delicious..
© John Keats
Sonnet. On Peace
O PEACE! and dost thou with thy presence blessThe dwellings of this war-surrounded Isle;Soothing with placid brow our late distress,Making the triple..
© John Keats
Sonnet. On The Sea
It keeps eternal whisperings aroundDesolate shores, and with its mighty swellGluts twice ten thousand caverns, till the spellOf Hecate leaves them..
© John Keats
Sonnet. The Day Is Gone
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!Sweet voice, sweet lips, soft hand, and softer breast,Warm breath, light whisper, tender semitone,Bright..
© John Keats
Song. Hush, Hush! Tread Softly!
1.Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear!All the house is asleep, but we know very wellThat the jealous, the jealous old bald-pate may..
© John Keats
Lamia. Part Ii
Love in a hut, with water and a crust,Is—Love, forgive us!—cinders, ashes, dust;Love in a palace is perhaps at lastMore grievous torment than a..
© John Keats
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 upborneInto the east, to meet the smiling..
© John Keats
To Some Ladies
What though while the wonders of nature exploring,I cannot your light, mazy footsteps attend;Nor listen to accents, that almost adoring,Bless..
© John Keats
Hyperion. Book I
Deep in the shady sadness of a valeFar sunken from the healthy breath of morn,Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star,Sat gray-hair'd Saturn..
© John Keats
Ode To Apollo
1.In thy western halls of goldWhen thou sittest in thy state,Bards, that erst sublimely toldHeroic deeds, and sang of fate,With fervour seize their..
© John Keats