Two sturdy oaks I mean, which side by side,
Withstand the winter's storm,
And spite of wind and tide,
Grow up the meadow's pride,
For both are strong

Above they barely touch, but undermined
Down to their deepest source,
Admiring you shall find
Their roots are intertwined
Insep'rably.

When I Have Fears

When I have fears that I may cease to be ( Read more... )

A Character

I marvel how Nature could ever find space ( Read more... )

A Thing of Beauty (Endymion)

A thing of beauty is a joy for ever ( Read more... )

The Sick Rose
O Rose thou art sick.
The invisible worm
That flies in the night
In the howling storm,

Has found out they bed
Of crimson joy:
And his dark secret love
Does they life destroy.

Up in the Morning Early
Cauld blaws the wind frae east to west ( Read more... )

`Trail all your pikes`
Trail all your pikes, dispirit every drum ( Read more... )

Lines from Endymion
A thing of beauty is a joy for ever ( Read more... )

`So we`ll go no more a-roving`
So we`ll go no more a-roving ( Read more... )

Solitude: An Ode
I ( Read more... )