John Keats (31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)
Poems of John Keats
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| 181. | To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown | 1/13/2003 |
| 182. | To Ailsa Rock | 1/13/2003 |
| 183. | To Autumn | 12/31/2002 |
| 184. | To Byron | 1/3/2003 |
| 185. | To Charles Cowden Clarke | 3/23/2010 |
| 186. | To Fanny | 1/13/2003 |
| 187. | To G.A.W. | 1/13/2003 |
| 188. | To George Felton Mathew | 3/23/2010 |
| 189. | To Haydon | 1/3/2003 |
| 190. | To Homer | 12/31/2002 |
| 191. | To Hope | 12/31/2002 |
| 192. | To John Hamilton Reynolds | 1/13/2003 |
| 193. | To Mrs Reynolds' Cat | 1/3/2003 |
| 194. | To My Brother George | 1/13/2003 |
| 195. | To My Brothers | 1/3/2003 |
| 196. | To one who has been long in city pent | 12/31/2002 |
| 197. | To Sleep | 12/31/2002 |
| 198. | To Solitude | 12/31/2002 |
| 199. | To Some Ladies | 3/23/2010 |
| 200. | To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crowned | 3/23/2010 |
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To Mrs Reynolds' Cat
Cat! who hast pass’d thy grand climacteric,
How many mice and rats hast in thy days
Destroy’d? How many tit bits stolen? Gaze
With those bright languid segments green, and prick
Those velvet ears - but pr’ythee do not stick
Thy latent talons in me - and upraise
Thy gentle mew - and tell me all thy frays,
Of fish and mice, and rats and tender chick.
Nay, look not down, nor lick thy dainty wrists -
