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John Keats

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English romantic poet

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Flutter'd in the besieging wind's uproar;

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12 years ago

And the long carpets rose along the gusty floor.

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John Keats
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12 years ago

They glide, like phantoms, into the wide hall;

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Like phantoms, to the iron porch, they glide;

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Where lay the Porter, in uneasy sprawl,

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John Keats
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12 years ago

With a huge empty flaggon by his side:

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John Keats
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12 years ago

The wakeful bloodhound rose, and shook his hide,

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12 years ago

But his sagacious eye an inmate owns:

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John Keats
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12 years ago

By one, and one, the bolts full easy slide:--

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12 years ago

The chains lie silent on the footworn stones;--

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12 years ago

The key turns, and the door upon its hinges groans.

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12 years ago

And they are gone: ay, ages long ago

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John Keats
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12 years ago

These lovers fled away into the storm.

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John Keats
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12 years ago

That night the Baron dreamt of many a woe,

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John Keats
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12 years ago

And all his warrior-guests, with shade and form

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Of witch, and demon, and large coffin-worm,

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Were long be-nightmar'd. Angela the old

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John Keats
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12 years ago

Died palsy-twitch'd, with meagre face deform;

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John Keats
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12 years ago

The Beadsman, after thousand aves told,

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John Keats
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12 years ago

For aye unsought for slept among his ashes cold.