...hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In...ceasing never : On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing...

...sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead : This is the grasshopper's — he takes the lead In summer...ceasing never : On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing...

...the hot sun And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead. J. KEATS — On the Grasshopper and Cricket. Listen! O, listen! Here ever hum the golden bees Underneath...

...grasshopper's 'summer luxury', far from suggesting the trance-like, is described with a certain humour: — he takes the lead In summer luxury, — he has never...with fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. Yet 'delights', in Keats, while often taking their source in what is very solidly real, have a habit...

...the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; That is the Grasshopper's— he takes the lead In...ceasing never: On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills « Green little vaulter in the sunny grass...

...the hot sun And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead @ That is the Grasshopper's. He takes the lead In summer...ceasing never. On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing...

...hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; 5 That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In...pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never: 10 On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The...

...the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In...ceasing never: On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The Cricket's song, in warmth increasing...

...cricket' which was written as a competition between Keats and a friend to write a sonnet in a set time: Tn summer luxury,- he has never done with his delights;...fun He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed'. Keats wrote many of these poems that seem to be very light at first but he seemed to have a respect...

...the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead; That is the Grasshopper's — he takes the lead In...ceasing never: On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The Cricket's song, in warmth increasing...