To My Brothers (Poem by John Keats)
To My Brothers By John Keats Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid coals, And their faint cracklings o'er our silence creep Lik…
John Keats
To George Felton Mathew (Poem by John Keats)
To George Felton Mathew By John Keats Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, And doubly sweet a brotherhood in song; Nor can remembrance, Mat…
To Charles Cowden Clarke (Poem by John Keats)
To Charles Cowden Clarke By John Keats Oft have you seen a swan superbly frowning, And with proud breast his own white shadow crowning; He slants hi…
Sleep and Poetry (Poem by John Keats)
Sleep and Poetry By John Keats What is more gentle than a wind in summer ? What is more soothing than the pretty hummer That stays one moment in an …