Sharing Eve’s Apple

Sharing Eve’s Apple by John Keats   O Blush not so! O blush not so! Or I shall think you knowing; And if you smile the blushing while, Then maidenheads are going.   II  

Robin Hood

Robin Hood by John Keats   No! those days are gone away, And their hours are old and gray, And their minutes buried all Under the down-trodden pall Of the leaves of many years: Many