To Some Ladies
Happy is England! I Could Be Content
Lines Written in the Highlands after a Visit to Burns’s Country
How Many Bards Gild the Lapses of Time!
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
Oh, I am frighten’d with most hateful thoughts!
Fame, like a wayward Giri, will still be coy
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
O! Were I one of the Olympian twelve
To the Ladies who Saw Me Crown’d
A Prophecy: to George Keats in America
Song: Spirit here that reignest!
I Stood Tip-toe Upon a Little Hill
To One Who Has Been Long in City Pent
Keen, Fitful Gusts are Whisp’ring Here and There
Lines Supposed to Have Been Addressed to Fanny Brawne
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem
O Solitude! If I Must With Thee Dwell
Song of Four Faeries - Fire, Air, Earth, and Water -
How fever’d is the man, who cannot look
