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A Dream;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
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes;
And seeing it asleep, so fled away,
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe, where Jove grieved a day;
But to that second circle of sad Hell,
Where in the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kissed, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm.

Happy Is England; Happy is England! I could be content
To see no other verdure than its own;
To feel no other breezes than are blown
Through its tall woods with high romances blent:
Yet do I sometimes feel a languishment
For skies Italian, and an inward groan
To sit upon an Alp as on a throne,
And half forget what world or worldling meant.
Happy is England, sweet her artless daughters;
Enough their simple loveliness for me,
Enough their whitest arms in silence clinging:
Yet do I often warmly burn to see
Beauties of deeper glance, and hear their singing,
And float with them about the summer waters.

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,
Like nature's patient, sleepless Eremite,
The moving waters at their priestlike task
Of pure ablution round earth's human shores,
Or gazing on the new soft-fallen mask
Of snow upon the mountains and the moors--
No--yet still stedfast, still unchangeable,
Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast,
To feel for ever its soft fall and swell,
Awake for ever in a sweet unrest,
Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath,
And so live ever--or else swoon to death.

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11y ago

John Keats wrote poems including:

Ode to a Nightingale

Ode on a Grecian Urn

Ode to Psyche

To Autumn

Ode on Melancholy

Ode on Indolence

Ode to Fancy

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1mo ago

John Keats wrote 54 poems that are considered his major works. These include famous poems such as "Ode to a Nightingale," "Ode on a Grecian Urn," and "To Autumn."

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9y ago

John Keats was an English Romantic poet. He penned his first poem, "An Imitation of Spenser," in 1814, at age 19.

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12y ago

Not poem, poems. He wrote all 5 of his "Great Odes" in 1819.

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14y ago

he wrote 150 poems. :) pinky promise

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11y ago

he writes storys on your mom!

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