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 Ix. Keen, Fitful Gusts Are
Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and thereAmong the bushes half leafless, and dry;The stars look very cold about the sky,And I have many miles..
© John Keats
Specimen Of An Induction To A Poem
Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry;For large white plumes are dancing in mine eye.Not like the formal crest of latter days:But bending in a thousand..
© John Keats
hat The Thrush Said. Lines From A Letter To John Hamilton Reynolds
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind,Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mistAnd the black elm tops 'mong the freezing stars,To thee..
© John Keats
Translated From A Sonnet Of Ronsard
Nature withheld Cassandra in the skiesFor more adornment a full thousand years;She took their cream of Beauty's fairest dyes,And shap'd and tinted..
© John Keats
Sonnet Xvi. To Kosciusko
Good Kosciusko, thy great name aloneIs a full harvest whence to reap high feeling;It comes upon us like the glorious pealingOf the wide spheres -- an..
© John Keats
Sonnet. Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer's Tale Of 'The Floure And The Lefe'
This pleasant tale is like a little copse:The honied lines do freshly interlace,To keep the reader in so sweet a place,So that he here and there full..
© John Keats
Spenserian Stanzas On Charles Armitage 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 parleIt holds the Zephyr, ere it..
© John Keats
Sonnet On 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 wintry day,Shut up thine olden pages, and be..
© John Keats
Sonnet Viii. To My Brothers
Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals,And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creepLike whispers of the household gods that keepA..
© John Keats
To Charles Cowden Clarke
Oft have you seen a swan superbly frowning,And with proud breast his own white shadow crowning;He slants his neck beneath the waters brightSo..
© John Keats
Sonnet. On Leigh Hunt's Poem 'The Story Of Rimini'
Who loves to peer up at the morning sun,With half-shut eyes and comfortable cheek,Let him with this sweet tale full often seekFor meadows where the..
© John Keats
Spenserian Stanza. Written At The Close Of Canto Ii, Book V, Of
In after-time, a sage of mickle loreYclep'd Typographus, the Giant took,And did refit his limbs as heretofore,And made him read in many a learned..
© John Keats
Sonnet Xvii. Happy Is England
Happy is England! I could be contentTo see no other verdure than its own;To feel no other breezes than are blownThrough its tall woods with high..
© John Keats
Sonnet. On A Picture Of Leander
Come hither all sweet Maidens soberlyDown looking aye, and with a chasten'd lightHid in the fringes of your eyelids white,And meekly let your fair..
© John Keats
Sonnet To Spenser
Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine,A forester deep in thy midmost trees,Did last eve ask my promise to refineSome English that might strive thine..
© John Keats
Lines Written In The Highlands After A Visit To Burns's Country
There is a charm in footing slow across a silent plain,Where patriot battle has been fought, where glory had the gain;There is a pleasure on the..
© John Keats
Sonnet: After Dark Vapors Have Oppress'D Our Plains
After dark vapors have oppress'd our plainsFor a long dreary season, comes a dayBorn of the gentle South, and clears awayFrom the sick heavens all..
© John Keats
Sonnet Xi. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer
Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold,And many goodly states and kingdoms seen;Round many western islands have I beenWhich bards in fealty to..
© John Keats
On Receiving A Laurel Crown From Leigh Hunt
MINUTES are flying swiftly, and as yetNothing unearthly has enticed my brainInto a delphic Labyrinth I would fainCatch an unmortal thought to pay the..
© John Keats
King Stephen
A FRAGMENT OF A TRAGEDYACT I.SCENE I. Field of Battle.Alarum. Enter King STEPHEN, Knights, and Soldiers.Stephen. If shame can on a soldier's..
© John Keats
Sonnet To Homer
Standing aloof in giant ignorance,Of thee I hear and of the Cyclades,As one who sits ashore and longs perchanceTo visit dolphin-coral in deep seas.So..
© John Keats
Sonnet: Before He Went
BEFORE he went to feed with owls and batsNebuchadnezzar had an ugly dream,Worse than an Hus'if's when she thinks her creamMade a Naumachia for mice..
© John Keats
Sonnet Vi. To G. A. W.
Nymph of the downward smile and sidelong glance!In what diviner moments of the dayArt thou most lovely? -- when gone far astrayInto the labyrinths of..
© John Keats
On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns
The town, the churchyard, and the setting sun,The clouds, the trees, the rounded hills all seem,Though beautiful, cold- strange- as in a dreamI..
© John Keats
Sonnet Iv. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time!
How many bards gild the lapses of time!A few of them have ever been the foodOf my delighted fancy,—I could broodOver their beauties, earthly, or..
© John Keats