John Keats (31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)
Poems of John Keats
| 201. | To the Nile | 1/3/2003 |
| 202. | To— | 1/13/2003 |
| 203. | Translated From A Sonnet Of Ronsard | 3/23/2010 |
| 204. | Two Or Three | 3/23/2010 |
| 205. | Two Sonnets On Fame | 3/23/2010 |
| 206. | Two Sonnets. To Haydon, With A Sonnet Written On Seeing The Elgin Marbles | 3/23/2010 |
| 207. | What The Thrush Said. Lines From A Letter To John Hamilton Reynolds | 3/23/2010 |
| 208. | When I Have Fears | 12/31/2002 |
| 209. | When I have Fears that I may cease to be | 1/4/2003 |
| 210. | Where Be Ye Going, You Devon Maid? | 12/31/2002 |
| 211. | Where's the Poet? | 1/3/2003 |
| 212. | Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell | 1/3/2003 |
| 213. | Woman! When I Behold Thee Flippant, Vain | 3/23/2010 |
| 214. | Written Before Re-Reading King Lear | 1/13/2003 |
| 215. | Written In The Cottage Where Burns Was Born | 3/23/2010 |
| 216. | Written on a Blank Space | 1/3/2003 |
| 217. | Written On A Blank Space At The End Of Chaucer's Tale Of The Flowre And The Lefe | 1/13/2003 |
| 218. | Written on a Summer Evening | 1/3/2003 |
| 219. | Written on the Day that Mr Leigh Hunt Left Prison | 1/3/2003 |
| 220. | You Say You Love | 3/23/2010 |
Hyperion
BOOK I
DEEP in the shady sadness of a vale
Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn,
Far from the fiery noon, and eve's one star,
Sat gray-hair'd Saturn, quiet as a stone,
Still as the silence round about his lair;
Forest on forest hung above his head
Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there,
Not so much life as on a summer's day
