John Keats

(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

John Keats Poems

21. To Some Ladies 3/23/2010
22. To Solitude 12/31/2002
23. To Sleep 12/31/2002
24. To one who has been long in city pent 12/31/2002
25. To My Brothers 1/3/2003
26. To My Brother George 1/13/2003
27. To Mrs Reynolds' Cat 1/3/2003
28. To John Hamilton Reynolds 1/13/2003
29. To Hope 12/31/2002
30. To Homer 12/31/2002
31. To Haydon with a Sonnet Written on Seeing the Elgin Marbles 1/3/2003
32. To George Felton Mathew 3/23/2010
33. To G.A.W. 1/13/2003
34. To Fanny 1/13/2003
35. To Charles Cowden Clarke 3/23/2010
36. To Byron 1/3/2003
37. To Autumn 12/31/2002
38. To Ailsa Rock 1/13/2003
39. To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown 1/13/2003
40. To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses 1/13/2003

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 -

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