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  • The Plate Of Gold
    One day there fell in great Benares' temple-court
    A wondrous plate of gold, whereon these words were writ;
    68 lines, 2 comments
  • Jenny Kiss'd Me
    Jenny kiss'd me when we met,
      Jumping from the chair she sat in;
    7 lines, 3 comments
  • To A Fish
    You strange, astonished-looking, angle-faced,
    Dreary-mouthed, gaping wretches of the sea,
    14 lines
  • A Fish Answers
    Amazing monster! that, for aught I know,
    With the first sight of thee didst make our race
    14 lines
  • A Night-Rain In Summer
    Open the window, and let the air
    Freshly blow upon face and hair,
    16 lines, 1 comment
  • The Nile
    It flows through old hush'd Ægypt and its sands,
    Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream;
    13 lines
  • A Thought Or Two On Reading Pomfret's
    I have been reading Pomfret's "Choice" this spring,
    A pretty kind of -- sort of -- kind of thing,
    118 lines
  • Abou Ben Adhem
    Abou Ben Adhem (may his tribe increase!)
    Awoke one night from a deep dream of peace,
    18 lines
  • An Angel In The House
    How sweet it were, if without feeble fright,
    Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight,
    13 lines
  • Death
    Death is a road our dearest friends have gone;
    Why with such leaders, fear to say, "Lead on?"
    13 lines
  • How Robin And His Outlaws Lived In The Woods
    Robin and his merry men
      Lived just like the birds;
    98 lines
  • May And The Poets
    There is May in books forever;
    May will part from Spenser never;
    13 lines
  • Robin Hood, A Child.
    It was the pleasant season yet,
    When the stones at cottage doors
    133 lines
  • Robin Hood, An Outlaw.
    Robin Hood is an outlaw bold
    Under the greenwood tree;
    40 lines
  • Robin Hood's Flight
    Robin Hood's mother, these twelve years now,
    Has been gone from her earthly home;
    157 lines
  • Song Of Fairies Robbing An Orchard
    We, the Fairies, blithe and antic,
    Of dimensions not gigantic,
    13 lines, 1 comment
  • Sudden Fine Weather
    Reader! what soul that laoves a verse can see
    The spring return, nor glow like you and me?
    62 lines
  • The Glove and The Lions
    King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
    And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
    24 lines
  • The Negro Boy
    Cold blows the wind, and while the tear
      Bursts trembling from my swollen eyes,
    44 lines
  • Rondeau
    Jenny kissed me when we met,
        Jumping from the chair she sat in;
    7 lines
  • The Glove and the Lions
    King Francis was a hearty king, and loved a royal sport,
    And one day as his lions fought, sat looking on the court;
    26 lines
  • The Field Of Battle
    The Deed of Blood is o'er!
        And, hark, the Trumpet's mournful breath
    28 lines
  • The Olive Of Peace
    Now sheath'd is the Sword that was wild as the blast:
    The Tempest of Slaughter and Terror is past;
    48 lines
  • Walcheren Expedition
    Ye brave, enduring Englishmen,
        Who dash through fire and flood,
    75 lines
  • Bellman's Verses For 1814
    Huzza, my boys! our friends the Dutch have risen,
    Our good old friends, and burst the Tyrant's prison!
    14 lines
  • On The Same (On Receiving A Crown Of Ivy From Keats)
    It is a lofty feeling, yet a kind,
    Thus to be topped with leaves; -- to have a sense
    13 lines
  • To John Keats
    'Tis well you think me truly one of those,
    Whose sense discerns the loveliness of things;
    14 lines, 1 comment
  • To The Grasshopper And The Cricket
    Green little vaulter in the sunny grass
    Catching your heart up at the feel of June,
    14 lines
  • On Receiving A Crown Of Ivy From John Keats
    A Crown of of ivy! I submit my head
    To the young hand that gives it, --young, 'tis true,
    13 lines
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