1. John Keats ("Beauty is truth, truth beauty,”– that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know)
2. John Dryden (Happy the man, and happy he alone, He who can call today his own)
3. John Clare (Language has not the power to speak what love indites: The soul lies buried in the ink that writes)
4. John Donne (Therefore, send not to know For whom the bell tolls, tolls, It tolls for thee)
5. John Gray (The garrulous sparrows perch on metal Burns. Sing! Sing! they say, and flutter with their wings)
6. John Masefield (I must go down to the sea again, to the lonely sea and the sky; and all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by)
7. John Betjeman (Come friendly bombs and fall on Slough! It isn't fit for humans now, There isn't grass to graze a cow. Swarm over, Death!)
8. John Milton (They also serve who only stand and wait)
9. John Updike (The sky is low. The wind is grey. The radiator Purrs all day)
10. John Newton (That I am hers, and she is mine, Invites my feeble lays; But Saviour, that we both are thine, Demands my highest praise)
John Berryman
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