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| Keats |
| La Belle Dame Sans Merci |
| by John Keats |
| La Belle Dame Sans Merci by John Keats O what can ail thee Knight at arms, Alone and palely loitering ? The sedge has withered from the Lake And no |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/La Belle Dame Sans Merci.htm |
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| Ode on a Grecian Urn |
| by John Keats |
| Ode on a Grecian Urn by John Keats 1. Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who ca |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/ode_on_a_grecian_urn.htm |
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| Ode on Indolence |
| by John Keats |
| Ode on Indolence by John Keats ‘They toil not, neither do they spin.' I One morn before me were three figures seen, With bowed necks, and joined han |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/ode_on_indolence.htm |
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| Ode on Melancholy |
| by John Keats |
| Ode on Melancholy by John Keats 1. No, no go not to Lethe, neither twist Wolf's-bane, tight-rooted, for its poisonous wine ; Nor suffer thy pale for |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/ode_on_melancholy.htm |
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| Ode to a Nightingale |
| by John Keats |
| Ode to a Nightingale by John Keats 1 My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull op |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/ode_to_a_nightingale.htm |
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| ode to autumn |
| by John Keats |
| To Autumn by John Keats Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness! Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun; Conspiring with him how to load and bless W |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/to_autumn.htm |
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| Ode to Psyche |
| by John Keats |
| Ode to Psyche by John Keats O goddess ! hear these tuneless numbers, wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear, And pardon that thy secrets sh |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/ode_to_psyche.htm |
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| The Nile |
| by John Keats |
| The Nile by James Leigh Hunt It flows through old hushed Egypt and its sands, Like some grave mighty thought threading a dream, And times and things |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Keats/the_nile.htm |
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| Kipling |
| Danny Deever |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| Danny Deever by Rudyard Kipling "What are the bugles blowin' for?" said Files-on-Parade. "To turn you out, to turn you out," The |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/danny_deever.htm |
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| If |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| If by Rudyard Kipling If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you, If you can trust yourself when all men d |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/If.htm |
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| My Rival |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| My Rival by Rudyard Kipling I go to concert, party, ball― What profit is in these? I sit alone against the wall And strive to look at ease. Th |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/my_rival.htm |
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| Recessional |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| Recessional by Rudyard Kipling God of our fathers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle-line, Beneath whose awful Hand we hold Dominion over p |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/recessional.htm |
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| The Dykes |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| The Dykes by Rudyard Kipling We have no heart for the fishing―we have no hand for the oar― All that our fathers taught us of old pleases |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/the_dykes.htm |
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| The Gods of the Copybook Headings |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| The Gods of the Copybook Headings by Rudyard Kipling As I pass through my incarnations in every age and race. I make my proper prostrations to the G |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/the_gods_of_the_copybook_headings.htm |
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| The Old Men |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| The Old Men by Rudyard Kipling This is our lot if we live so long and labour unto the end― That we outlive the impatient years and the much to |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/The Old Men.htm |
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| The Way Through the Woods |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| The Way Through the Woods by Rudyard Kipling They shut the road through the woods Seventy years ago. Weather and rain have undone it again, And now |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/The Way Through the Woods.htm |
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| The White Man's Burden |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| The White Man's Burden by Rudyard Kipling (The United States and the Philippine Islands) Take up the White Man's burden― Send forth the best y |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/the_white_man's_burden.htm |
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| Tommy |
| by Rudyard Kipling |
| Tommy by Rudyard Kipling I went into a public-'ouse to get a pint o' beer, The publican 'e up an' sez, "We serve no red-coats here." The g |
| http://www.thesitemapper.com/classical_poets/Kipling/tommy.htm |
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