BIBLIOGRAPHICAL LIST OF KEATS'S POEMS On receiving a curious shell, and a Copy of Verses from the same Ladies. To [Hadst thou liv'd in days of old]. Imitation of Spenser. 'Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain.' Epistles: To George Felton Mathew. To my Brother George. I. To my Brother George. II. To ['Had I a man's fair form, then III. Written on the day that Mr. Leigh IV. 'How many bards gild the lapses of V. To a Friend who sent me some roses. VI. To G. A. W. VII. 'O Solitude, if I must with thee dwell.' VIII. To my Brothers. IX. Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and there.' X. To one who has been long in city pent.' XI. On first Looking into Chapman's XII. On leaving some friends at an early hour. XIII. Addressed to Haydon. XIV. Addressed to the same. XV. On the Grasshopper and Cricket. XVII. 'Happy is England.' II. ENDYMION: | A POETIC ROMANCE. | BY III. LAMIA | ISABELLA, | THE EVE OF ST. AGNES, AND OTHER POEMS. BY JOHN KEATS, AUTHOR OF ENDYMION. LONDON: | PRINTED FOR TAYLOR AND HESSEY, | FLEET STREET | 1820. Lamia. Isabella; or the Pot of Basil. Ode [ Bards of Passion and of Mirth']. Robin Hood. To a Friend. Ode on Melancholy. Hyperion: a Fragment. 464 BIBLIOGRAPHICAL LIST OF KEATS'S POEMS The Eve of St. Mark. To Fanny: Physician Nature! let my spirit blood.' Stanzas: 'In a drear-nighted December.' Sonnets: 'Oh, how I love on a fair summer's eve.' 'To a Young Lady who sent me a laurel crown.' 'After dark vapours have oppress'd our plains.' Written on the Blank space at the end of Chaucer's Tale of The Floure and the Lefe. On the Sea. On Leigh Hunt's poem The Story of Rimini. 'When I have fears that I may cease to be.' To Homer. Written in answer to a sonnet. To J. H. Reynolds. To : Time's sea hath been five years 1 INDEX OF FIRST LINES AFTER dark vapours have oppress'd our plains, Ah! ken ye what I met the day, 245. Ah, what can ail thee, wretched wight, 139. A thing of beauty is a joy forever, 49. Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs, Hadst thou liv'd in days of old, 11. I - cry your mercy-pity-love! aye, love, 215. If shame can on a soldier's vein-swoll'n front, I had a dove and the sweet dove died, 125. In after-time, a sage of mickle lore, 9. I stood tiptoe upon a little hill, 14. It keeps eternal whisperings around, 37. Keen, fitful gusts are whisp'ring here and there, King of the stormy sea, 93. Lo! I must tell a tale of chivalry, 27. Many the wonders I this day have seen, 26. Much have I travell'd in the realms of gold, 9. My spirit is too weak-mortality, 36. Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies, 123. No! those days are gone away, 41. Now morning from her orient chamber came, 1. O Arethusa, peerless nymph! why fear, 77. O golden-tongued Romance, with serene lute! Oh! how I love, on a fair summer's eve, 13. Old Meg she was a Gipsy, 243. One morn before me were three figures seen, O soft embalmer of the still midnight, 142. O that a week could be an age, and we, 44. O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, O thou, whose mighty palace roof doth hang, O! were I one of the Olympian twelve, 239. Pensive they sit, and roll their languid eyes, Physician Nature! let my spirit blood! 137. Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud, St. Agnes' Eve-Ah, bitter chill it was! 127. Small, busy flames play through the fresh laid So, I am safe emerged from these broils! 159. Standing aloof in giant ignorance, 119. Sweet are the pleasures that to verse belong, The church bells toll a melancholy round, 35. The poetry of earth is never dead, 35. There is a charm in footing slow across a silent There was a naughty Boy, 244. The stranger lighted from his steed, 240. The Town, the churchyard, and the setting sun, Think not of it, sweet one, so, 38. This mortal body of a thousand days, 122. 'Tis the witching time of night, 249. To-night I'll have my friar - let me think, To one who has been long in city pent, 13. Unfelt, unheard, unseen, 38. Upon a Sabbath-day it fell, 196. Upon a time, before the faery broods, 146. Welcome joy, and welcome sorrow, 42. What is more gentle than a wind in summer? 18. What though, while the wonders of nature ex- When by my solitary hearth I sit, 5. When I have fears that I may cease to be, 39. When wedding fiddles are a-playing, 240. 102. Why did I laugh to-night? No voice will tell, Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain, 2. Young Calidore is paddling o'er the lake, 28. INDEX OF TITLES [The titles of major works and general divisions are set in SMALL capitals.] Cameron, Mrs., and Ben Nevis, 247. CAP AND BELLS, THE, 216. 'Castle Builder, The,' Fragment of, 239. Chapman's Homer, On first looking into, 9. Chaucer's Tale of The Floure and the Lefe, Clarke, Charles Cowden, Epistle to, 30. Cottage where Burns was born, Written in the, Curious Shell and a Copy of Verses, On receiv- Daisy's Song, 239. Death, On, 1. Devon Maid, The, 243. DRAMAS, 158. |