John Keats (1795–1821)

Poems (1817)

Dedication

To Leigh Hunt, Esq.

Poems

I stood tip-toe upon a little hill
Specimen of an Induction to a Poem
Calidore: A Fragment
To Some Ladies
On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses, from the Same Ladies
Hadst thou liv’d in days of old
To Hope
Imitation of Spenser
Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain

Epistles

To George Felton Mathew
To My Brother George
To Charles Cowden Clarke

Sonnets

I.
To My Brother George
II.
Had I a man’s fair form, then might my sighs
III.
Written on the Day That Mr. Leigh Hunt Left Prison
IV.
How many bards gild the lapses of time
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 Homer
XII.
On Leaving Some Friends at an Early Hour
XIII.
Addressed to Haydon
XIV.
Addressed to the Same
XV.
On the Grasshopper and Cricket
XVI.
To Kosciusko
XVII.
Happy is England! I could be content
Sleep and Poetry