- Acrostic: Georgiana Augusta Keats
- A Galloway Song
- A Party Of Lovers
- A Song About Myself
- A Song of Opposites
- Addressed to the Same
- After dark vapours have oppressed our plains
- An Extempore
- Apollo to the Graces
- As Hermes once took to his feathers light
- Ben Nevis: A Dialogue
- Calidore – A fragment
- Character Of Charles Brown
- Extracts From An Opera
- Faery Songs
- Fancy
- Fill For Me a Brimming Bowl
- For there’s Bishop’s Teign
- God of the meridian
- Hence burgundy, claret, and port
- Hither, hither, love
- Hymn to Apollo
- I cry your mercy—pity—love!—aye, love
- I had a dove, and the sweet dove died
- I stood tiptoe upon a little hill
- Imitation of Spenser
- In drear nighted December
- Isabella or The Pot of Basil
- King Stephen: A Fragment of a Tragedy
- La Belle Dame sans Merci: A Ballad
- Lines on seeing a Lock of Milton’s Hair
- Meg Merrilies
- Modern Love
- Not Aladdin magian (Staffa, the Island Fingal’s Cave)
- On Death
- On Leigh Hunt’s Poem, the ‘Story of Rimini’
- On Receiving a Curious Shell, and a Copy of Verses from the Same Ladies
- On Receiving a Laurel Crown from Leigh Hunt
- On Some Skulls in Beauly Abbey, near Inverness
- On Visiting the Tomb of Burns
- Otho the Great: A Tragedy in Five Acts
- Over the Hill and Over the Dale
- Robin Hood. (To a friend)
- Sharing Eve’s Apple
- Sleep and Poetry
- Song Of Four Faries
- Song. (Hush, hush! tread softly!…)
- Specimen of an induction to a poem
- Spirit here that reignest
- Stay, ruby breated warbler, stay
- The Castle Builder (Fragment)
- The Cap And Bells; Or, The Jealousies: A Faery Tale (Unfinished)
- The Eve of St. Agnes
- The Eve of St. Mark
- The Fall of Hyperion – A Dream
- The Gadfly
- The Gothic looks solemn
- There was a naughty boy
- Think not of it, sweet one, so
- Tis the “witching time of night”
- To – Georgiana Augusta Wylie, afterwards Mrs. George Keat
- To a Young Lady who Sent Me a Laurel Crown
- To Emma
- To Hope
- To Some Ladies
- To the Ladies who Saw me Crown’d
- Two or three posies
- What can I do to drive away
- Woman! when I behold thee flippant, vain…
- You say you love; but with a voice
SHORT POEMS:
- I am as brisk
- I had a dove and the sweet dove died
- In After-Time, a Sage of Mickle Lore
- Lines (Unfelt, unheard, unseen…)
- Lines Written on 29 May, the Anniversary of Charles’s Restoration, on Hearing the Bells Ringing
- O grant that like to Peter I
- On a Leander Which Miss Reynolds, My Kind Friend, Gave Me
- On the sea
- Read me a lesson, Muse, and speak it loud
- Spenser, a jealous honorer of thine
- Sweet, Sweet Is the Greeting of Eyes
- The day is gone, and all its sweets are gone
- This living hand, now warm and capable
- To Homer
- To Kosciusko
- To J. H. Reynolds
- When I have fears that I may cease to be
- Where by ye going, you Devon maid
- Where’s The Poet? (Fragment)
- Why did I laugh tonight? No voice will tell
- Women, Wine, and Snuff
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