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Those green-robed senators of mighty woods, Tall oaks, branch-charmed by the earnest stars, Dream, and so dream all night without a stir.

St Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold.

Dry your eyes--O dry your eyes, For I was taught in Paradise To ease my breast of melodies.

Poetry should... should strike the reader as a wording of his own highest thoughts, and appear almost a remembrance.

The poppies hung Dew-dabbed on their stalks.

Through the dancing poppies stole A breeze most softly lulling to my soul.

There was an awful rainbow once in heaven; We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings.

You have ravished me away by a Power I cannot resist; and yet I could resist till I saw you; and even since I have seen you I endeavored often "to reason against the reasons of my Love."

O Solitude! if I must with thee dwell, Let it not be among the jumbled heap Of murky buildings: climb with me the steep,-- Nature's observatory--whence the dell, In flowery slopes, its river's crystal swell, May seem a span; let me thy vigils keep 'Mongst boughs pavilion'd, where the deer's swift leap Startles the wild bee from the foxglove bell.

He play'd an ancient ditty long since mute, In Provence call'd, "La belle dame sans merci."

O, sorrow! Why dost borrow Heart's lightness from the merriment of May?

To Sorrow I bade good-morrow, And though to leave her far away behind; But cheerly, cheerly, She loves me dearly: She is so constant to me, and so kind.

How beautiful, if sorrow had not made Sorrow more beautiful than Beauty's self.

There is a budding morrow in midnight.

And shade the violets, That they may bind the moss in leafy nets.

On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence.

And on the balmy zephyrs tranquil rest The silver clouds. - John Keats,