Complete Poems

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Imitation of Spenser
On Peace
Lines Written on 29 May, the Anniversary of Charles's Restoration
Stay, ruby breasted warbler, stay
Fill for me a brimming bowl
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove
To Lord Byron
Oh Chatterton! how very sad thy fate
Written on the Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison
To Hope
Ode to Apollo
To Some Ladies
On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses, from the Same Ladies
O come, dearest Emma! the rose is full blown
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell
To George Felton Mathew
Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs
Hadst thou liv'd in days of old
I am as brisk
Give me women, wine, and snuff
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem
Calidore: A Fragment
To one who has been long in city pent
Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve
To a Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses
Happy is England! I could be content
To my Brother George (sonnet)
To my Brother George (epistle)
To Charles Cowden Clarke
How many bards gild the lapses of time
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and there
On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour
To My Brothers
Addressed to Haydon
Addressed to the Same
To G. A. W
To Kosciusko
Sleep and Poetry
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill
Written in Disgust of Vulgar Superstition
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
After dark vapours have oppressed our plains
To a Young Lady Who Sent Me a Laurel Crown
On Receiving a Laurel Crown from Leigh Hunt
To the Ladies Who Saw Me Crown'd
God of the golden bow
This pleasant tale is like a little copse
To Leigh Hunt, Esq
On Seeing the Elgin Marbles
To Haydon with a Sonnet Written on Seeing the Elgin Marbles
On a Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me
On The Story of Rimini
On the Sea
Unfelt, unheard, unseen
Hither, hither, love
You say you love; but with a voice
Before he went to live with owls and bats
The Gothic looks solemn
O grant that like to Peter I
Think not of it, sweet one, so
Endymion: A Poetic Romance
Preface
Book 1
Book 2
Book 3
Book 4
In drear nighted December
Apollo to the Graces
To Mrs. Reynolds's Cat
Lines on Seeing a Lock of Milton's Hair
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again
When I have fears that I may cease to be
O blush not so! O blush not so
Hence burgundy, claret, and port
God of the meridian
Robin Hood
Lines on the Mermaid Tavern
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb
To the Nile
Spenser, a jealous honorer of thine
Blue! - 'Tis the life of heaven - the domain
O thou whose face hath felt the winter's wind
Extracts from an Opera
Daisy's Song
Folly's Song
Song
Four seasons fill the measure of the year
For there's Bishop's Teign
Where be ye going, you Devon maid
Over the hill and over the dale
Dear Reynolds, as last night I lay in bed
To J. R
Isabella; or, the Pot of Basil
Mother of Hermes! and still youthful Maia
To Homer
Give me your patience, sister, while I frame
Sweet, sweet is the greeting of eyes
On Visiting the Tomb of Burns
Old Meg she was a gipsey
There was a naughty boy
Ah! ken ye what I met the day
To Ailsa Rock
This mortal body of a thousand days
All gentle folks who owe a grudge
Of late two dainties were before me plac'd
There is a joy in footing slow across a silent plain
Not Aladdin magian
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud
Upon my life, Sir Nevis, I am piqu'd
On Some Skulls in Beauley Abbey, near Inverness
Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies
Fragment of Castle-builder
And what is Love? - It is a doll dress'd up
'Tis the »witching time of night«
Where's the Poet? Show him! show him
Fancy
Bards of passion and of mirth
Spirit here that reignest
I had a dove, and the sweet dove died
Hush, hush, tread softly, hush, hush, my dear
Ah! woe is me! poor Silver-wing
The Eve of St. Agnes
The Eve of St. Mark
Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell
When they were come unto the Faery's court
As Hermes once took to his feathers light
Character of C. B
Bright star, would I were stedfast as thou art
Hyperion: A Fragment
Book 1
Book 2
Book 3
La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad
Song of Four Fairies: Fire, Air, Earth, and Water
Sonnet to Sleep
Ode to Psyche
On Fame (»Fame, like a wayward girl«)
On Fame (»How fever'd is the man«)
If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd
Two or three posies
Ode to a Nightingale
Ode on a Grecian Urn
Ode on Melancholy
Ode on Indolence
Shed no tear - O shed no tear
Lamia
Part 1
Part 2
Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes
To Autumn
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream
Canto 1
Canto 2
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone
I cry your mercy - pity - love! - aye, love
What can I do to drive away
To Fanny
This living hand, now warm and capable
The Jealousies: A Faery Tale, by Lucy Vaughan Lloyd of China Walk, Lambeth
In after time a sage of mickle lore