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John Keats

I Am As Brisk

I am as brisk As a bottle of wisk- Ey and as nimble As a milliner’s thimble.

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A Dream, After Reading Dante's Episode.. A Galloway Song A Party Of Lovers A Song About Myself A Song Of Opposites Acrostic: Georgiana Augusta Keats Addressed To Haydon Addressed To The Same After Dark Vapours Have Oppressed Our Plains An Extempore Answer To A Sonnet By J.h.reynolds Apollo To The Graces As From The Darkening Gloom A Silver Dove As Hermes Once Took To His Feathers Light Bards Of Passion And Of Mirth,.. Before He Went To Live With Owls And Bats Blue! ‘tis The Life Of Heaven, The Domain Bright Star Character Of Charles Brown Dedication To Leigh Hunt, Esq Endymion: Book 1 Endymion: Book 2 Endymion: Book 3 Endymion: Book 4 Epistle To My Brother George Extracts From An Opera Faery Songs Fancy Fill For Me A Brimming Bowl For There’s Bishop’s Teign Fragment Of “the Castle Builder” Fragment Of An Ode To Maia Give Me Women, Wine, And Snuff God Of The Meridian Happy Is England Hence Burgundy, Claret, And Port His Last Sonnet Hither, Hither, Love How Many Bards Gild The Lapses Of Time! Hush, Hush Hymn To Apollo Hyperion I Am As Brisk I Had A Dove, And The Sweet Dove Died I Stood Tip-toe Upon A Little Hill If By Dull Rhymes Our English Must Be Chain'd Imitation Of Spenser In After-time In Drear-nighted December Isabella Or The Pot Of Basil Keen, Fitful Gusts Are Whisp'ring Here And There La Belle Dame Sans Merci Lamia Lines Lines On Seeing A Lock Of Milton’s Hair Lines On The Mermaid Tavern Meg Merrilies Modern Love O Blush Not So! O Solitude! If I Must With Thee Dwell Ode On A Grecian Urn Ode On Indolence Ode On Melancholy Ode To A Nightingale Ode To Apollo Ode To Autumn Ode To Fanny Ode To Psyche Of Late Two Dainties Were Before Me Plac’d Oh! How I Love, On A Fair Summer’s Eve On A Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me On Fame On First Looking Into Chapman's Homer On Leaving Some Friends At An Early Hour On Leigh Hunt’s Poem, The ‘story Of Rimini’ On Receiving A Laurel Crown From Leigh Hunt On Seeing The Elgin Marbles For The First Time On Sitting Down To Read King Lear Once Again On The Grasshopper And Cricket On The Sea On The Sonnet On Visiting The Tomb Of Burns Over The Hill And Over The Dale Read Me A Lesson, Muse, And Speak It Loud Robin Hood Sharing Eve’s Apple Sleep And Poetry Sonnet On Peace Sonnet To Byron Sonnet To Chatterton Sonnet To Spenser Spirit Here That Reignest Stanzas On Some Skulls In Beauly Abbey, Near Inverness Stay, Ruby Breated Warbler, Stay Sweet, Sweet Is The Greeting Of Eyes The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone The Eve Of Saint Mark The Eve Of St. Agnes The Gadfly The Gothic Looks Solemn The Human Seasons There Is A Joy In Footing Slow Across A Silent Plain Think Of It Not, Sweet One This Living Hand This Living Hand, Now Warm And Capable This Mortal Body Of A Thousand Days Time’s Sea Hath Been Five Years At Its Slow Ebb Tis The “witching Time Of Night” To To A Friend Who Sent Me Some Roses To A Young Lady Who Sent Me A Laurel Crown To Ailsa Rock To Autumn To Byron To Emma To Fanny To G.a.w To Haydon To Homer To Hope To John Hamilton Reynolds To Kosciusko To Mrs Reynolds' Cat To My Brother George To My Brothers To One Who Has Been Long In City Pent To Sleep To Solitude To Some Ladies To The Ladies Who Saw Me Crown’d To The Nile Two Or Three Posies What Can I Do To Drive Away When I Have Fears Where Be Ye Going, You Devon Maid? Where's The Poet? Why Did I Laugh Tonight? No Voice Will Tell Written Before Re-reading King Lear Written In Disgust Of Vulgar Superstition Written On A Blank Space Written On A Summer Evening Written On The Day That Mr Leigh Hunt Left Prison You Say You Love; But With A Voice

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