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Table of Contents
Poems:
Acrostic
A Dream, after reading Dante's Episode of Paola and Francesca
Addressed to Haydon (I)
Addressed to Haydon (II)
After dark vapours have oppressed our plains
Ah! ken ye what I met the day
All gentle folks who owe a grudge
And what is love? It is a doll dressed up
Apollo to the Graces
As from the darkening gloom a silver dove
A Song About Myself
Bards of Passion and of Mirth
Littell's Living Age- Blue Eyes; or, 'Blue! 'Tis the life of heaven, the domain'
Bright star! would I were as steadfast as thou art 
Can death be sleep, when life is but a dream
Character of Charles Brown
The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone
Endymion. A Poetic Romance
The Eve of St. Agnes
Faery Songs
The Fall of Hyperion: A Dream
Fancy
Fill for me a brimming bowl
Extracts from an Opera
Gif ye wol stonden hardie wight
Give Me Women, Wine and Snuff
God of the meridian
Happy is England! I could be content
Hence burgundy, claret, and port
The Human Seasons
Hyperion. A Fragment
If by dull rhymes our English must be chained
Imitation of Spenser
In drear-nighted December
Isabella. or, The Pot of Basil
I stood tip-toe upon a little hill
Keen, fitful gusts are whispering here and there
La Belle Dame sans Merci. A Ballad
Lamia
Lines on the Mermaid Tavern
Lines on Seeing a Lock of Milton's Hair
Lines Written in the Highlands after a Visit to Burns's Country
Lines Written on 29 May
Ode on a Grecian Urn
Ode on Indolence
Ode on Melancholy
Ode to Apollo
Ode to a Nightingale
Ode to Psyche
O blush not so! O blush not so
O! how I love, on a fair summer's eve
Old Meg she was a gipsy
On Fame
On First Looking into Chapman's Homer
On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour
On Peace
On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses, from the Same Ladies
On Seeing the Elgin Marbles
On Sitting Down to Read King Lear Once Again
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
On the Sea
O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind
Over the hill and over the dale
Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud
Song (Hush, hush! tread softly! hush, hush my dear!)
Song (I had a dove and the sweet dove died)
Song (Spirit here that reignest)
Song (Stay, ruby breasted warbler, stay)
Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine
Stay, ruby breasted warbler, stay
This living hand, now warm and capabl
This mortal body of a thousand days
Three Undated Fragments
Time's sea hath been five years at its slow ebb
To Autumn
To - (I)
To a Young Lady who sent me a Laurel Crown
To Chatterton
To Emma
To George Felton Mathew
To Homer
To Hope
To Kosciusko
To Lord Byron
To Mrs. Reynolds's Cat
To my Brothers
To one who has been long in city pent
To Sleep
To Some Ladies
Two or three posies
Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow
When I have fears that I may cease to be
Where be ye going, you Devon maid?
Where's the Poet? Show him, show him
Why did I laugh tonight?
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain
Written on the Day that Mr Leigh Hunt left Prison

Letters:
To John Hamilton Reynolds (March 17th, 1817)
To John Hamilton Reynolds (April 18th, 1817)
To Benjamin Robert Haydon (May 10th, 1817)
To Leigh Hunt (May 10th, 1817)
To Jane Reynolds (September 14th, 1817)
To Jane Reynolds (September 1817)
To Benjamin Bailey (October 10th, 1817)
To Benjamin Bailey (November 22nd, 1817)
To George and Georgiana Keats (October 25th, 1818)
To Richard Woodhouse (October 27th, 1818)
To John Hamilton Reynolds (September 22nd, 1818)
To Fanny Keats (December 20th, 1819)
Other:
Keats on Kean's Shakespearean Acting (1817)

Genres for this book