The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - Всего страниц: 301 |
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... Dream ....... 434 " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " 435 " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone " .... 436 " I cry your mercy — pity — love — ay , - Keats's Last Sonnet .. 437 love " ..... 438 THE LIFE OF KEATS ...
... Dream ....... 434 " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " 435 " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone " .... 436 " I cry your mercy — pity — love — ay , - Keats's Last Sonnet .. 437 love " ..... 438 THE LIFE OF KEATS ...
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... dream ? There must be , we cannot be created for this sort of suffering . " To the same friend he writes again from Na- ples , ( 1st Nov'r , 1820 ) : " The persuasion that I shall see her no more will kill me . My dear Brown , I should ...
... dream ? There must be , we cannot be created for this sort of suffering . " To the same friend he writes again from Na- ples , ( 1st Nov'r , 1820 ) : " The persuasion that I shall see her no more will kill me . My dear Brown , I should ...
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... dreams . Perhaps he heard the soft footfall of the angel of Death , pacing to and fro under his window , to be his Valentine . That night he asked to have this epitaph inscribed upon his gravestone , HERE LIES ONE WHOSE NAME WAS WRIT IN ...
... dreams . Perhaps he heard the soft footfall of the angel of Death , pacing to and fro under his window , to be his Valentine . That night he asked to have this epitaph inscribed upon his gravestone , HERE LIES ONE WHOSE NAME WAS WRIT IN ...
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... dreams , and health , and quiet breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the ...
... dreams , and health , and quiet breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the ...
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... dream'd Of idleness in groves Elysian : But there were some who feelingly could scan A lurking trouble in his nether lip , And see that oftentimes the reins would slip Through his forgotten hands : then would they sigh , And think of ...
... dream'd Of idleness in groves Elysian : But there were some who feelingly could scan A lurking trouble in his nether lip , And see that oftentimes the reins would slip Through his forgotten hands : then would they sigh , And think of ...
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Adieu ALPHEUS FELCH Apollo art thou beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian censer CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE cheek clouds cool Corinth dark death delight divine dost doth dream e'er earth Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair feel flowers forest gentle golden Gondibert green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hyperion Keats kiss Lamia leaves LEIGH HUNT light lips look look'd lute Lycius lyre melodies morn mortal mossy Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pinions pleasant poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas voice warm weep Whence whispering wild wind wings wonder young youth
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Стр. 302 - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
Стр. 229 - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
Стр. 302 - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
Стр. 304 - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
Стр. 322 - I have heard that on a day Mine host's sign-board flew away Nobody knew whither, till An astrologer's old quill To a sheepskin gave the story — Said he saw you in your glory Underneath a...
Стр. 304 - Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain,~ While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Стр. 406 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
Стр. xix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Стр. 378 - To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
Стр. 212 - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...