John Keats

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

John Keats Poems

81. Ode To Fanny 1/3/2003
82. Ode To Psyche 12/31/2002
83. Ode. Written On The Blank Page Before Beaumont And Fletcher's Tragi-Comedy 'The Fair Maid Of The Inn' 3/23/2010
84. On A Dream 3/23/2010
85. On Death 3/29/2010
86. On Fame 1/3/2003
87. On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer 12/31/2002
88. On Hearing The Bag-Pipe And Seeing 3/23/2010
89. On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour 1/13/2003
90. On Receiving A Curious Shell 3/23/2010
91. On Receiving A Laurel Crown From Leigh Hunt 3/23/2010
92. On Seeing The Elgin Marbles For The First Time 1/3/2003
93. On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again 12/31/2002
94. On The Grasshopper And Cricket 1/3/2003
95. On The Sea 1/3/2003
96. On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns 3/23/2010
97. Otho The Great - Act Ii 3/29/2010
98. Otho The Great - Act Iii 3/29/2010
99. Otho The Great - Act Iv 3/29/2010
100. Otho The Great - Act V 3/29/2010
101. Robin Hood 12/31/2002
102. Sharing Eve's Apple 3/23/2010
103. Sleep And Poetry 3/23/2010
104. Song Of Four Faries 3/23/2010
105. Song Of The Indian Maid, From 'Endymion' 1/4/2003
106. Song. I Had A Dove 3/23/2010
107. Song. Hush, Hush! Tread Softly! 3/23/2010
108. Song. Written On A Blank Page In Beaumont And Fletcher's Works 3/23/2010
109. Sonnet I. To My Brother George 3/23/2010
110. Sonnet Ii. To ****** 3/23/2010
111. Sonnet Iii. Written On The Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison 3/23/2010
112. Sonnet Iv. How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! 3/23/2010
113. Sonnet Ix. Keen, Fitful Gusts Are 3/23/2010
114. Sonnet On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again 3/23/2010
115. Sonnet To Byron 3/23/2010
116. Sonnet To Chatterton 3/23/2010
117. Sonnet To George Keats: Written In Sickness 3/23/2010
118. Sonnet To Homer 3/23/2010
119. Sonnet To John Hamilton Reynolds 3/23/2010
120. Sonnet To Mrs. Reynolds's Cat 3/23/2010
Best Poem of John Keats

A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever:
Its lovliness increases; it will never
Pass into nothingness; but still will keep
A bower quiet for us, and a sleep
Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Therefore, on every morrow, are we wreathing
A flowery band to bind us to the earth,
Spite of despondence, of the inhuman dearth
Of noble natures, of the gloomy days,
Of all the unhealthy and o'er-darkn'd ways
Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all,
Some shape of beauty moves away the pall
From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, ...

Read the full of A Thing Of Beauty (Endymion)


Bards of Passion and of Mirth,
Ye have left your souls on earth!
Have ye souls in heaven too,
Double lived in regions new?
Yes, and those of heaven commune
With the spheres of sun and moon;
With the noise of fountains wound'rous,
And the parle of voices thund'rous;
With the whisper of heaven's trees

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