John Keats

(31 October 1795 – 23 February 1821 / London, England)

Apollo And The Graces - Poem by John Keats

APOLLO

WHICH of the fairest three
To-day will ride with me?
My steeds are all pawing at the threshold of the morn:
Which of the fairest three
To-day will ride with me
Across the gold Autumn's whole Kingdom of corn?

THE GRACES all answer

I will, I - I - I
young Apollo let me fly
Along with thee,
I will- I, I, I,
The many wonders see
I - I - I - I
And thy lyre shall never have a slackened string:
I, I, I, I,
Thro' the golden day will sing.


Comments about Apollo And The Graces by John Keats

  • Rookie - 104 Points Brian Jani (5/29/2014 1:12:00 PM)

    John keats well done (Report) Reply

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  • Rookie - 27 Points Ebi Robert (4/29/2014 9:53:00 AM)

    no doubt my liege............................................................ (Report) Reply

  • Gold Star - 14,297 Points * Sunprincess * (11/29/2013 8:44:00 PM)

    beautifully written...mythic (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Monday, March 22, 2010



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