Poetic Openings : John Keats to John Keats

Poet : John Keats : Poem : Stanzas : First Line : IN a drear-nighted December,
Poet : John Keats : Poem : The Day Is Gone, And All Its Sweets Are Gone : First Line : The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone!
Poet : John Keats : Poem : The Dove : First Line : I had a dove, and the sweet dove died;
Poet : John Keats : Poem : The Eve Of St. Agnes : First Line : St. Agnes’ Eve—Ah, bitter chill it was!
Poet : John Keats : Poem : The Human Seasons : First Line : Four Seasons fill the measure of the year;

Poet : John Keats : Poem : Think Not Of It, Sweet One : First Line : Think not of it, sweet one, so;---
Poet : John Keats : Poem : Think Of It Not, Sweet One : First Line : Think not of it, sweet one, so;---
Poet : John Keats : Poem : This Living Hand : First Line : This living hand, now warm and capable
Poet : John Keats : Poem : To- : First Line : Had I a man’s fair form, then might my sighs
Poet : John Keats : Poem : To - : First Line : Had I a man's fair form, then might my sighs

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