The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 стор. |
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... Lady who sent me a Laurel Crown 420 " After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains " ... 421 Written on the Blank Space of a Leaf at the End of Chaucer's Tale of " The Flowre and the Lefe " On the Sea ..... 422 423 .... 424 ...... 425 On ...
... Lady who sent me a Laurel Crown 420 " After dark vapors have oppress'd our plains " ... 421 Written on the Blank Space of a Leaf at the End of Chaucer's Tale of " The Flowre and the Lefe " On the Sea ..... 422 423 .... 424 ...... 425 On ...
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... lady pro- nounces it odd that any one should determine to be a poet , and seems to have wished to hint that the matter was determined earlier and by a higher disposing power . There are few children who do not soon discover the charm of ...
... lady pro- nounces it odd that any one should determine to be a poet , and seems to have wished to hint that the matter was determined earlier and by a higher disposing power . There are few children who do not soon discover the charm of ...
Сторінка xxiv
... " It is pleasant always to see Love hiding his head with such pains , while his whole body is so clearly visible , as in this extract . This lady , it seems , is not a Cleopatra , only a Charmian xxiv THE LIFE OF KEATS .
... " It is pleasant always to see Love hiding his head with such pains , while his whole body is so clearly visible , as in this extract . This lady , it seems , is not a Cleopatra , only a Charmian xxiv THE LIFE OF KEATS .
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... lady's look , As over them a gnarled staff she shook . Ofttimes upon the sudden she laugh'd out , And from a basket emptied to the rout Clusters of grapes , the which they raven'd quick And roar'd for more ; with many a hungry lick ...
... lady's look , As over them a gnarled staff she shook . Ofttimes upon the sudden she laugh'd out , And from a basket emptied to the rout Clusters of grapes , the which they raven'd quick And roar'd for more ; with many a hungry lick ...
Сторінка 121
... lady's heart beat quick , and he could see Her gentle bosom heave tumultuously . He sprang from his green covert : there she lay , Sweet as a musk - rose upon new - made hay ; With all her limbs on tremble , and her eyes Shut softly up ...
... lady's heart beat quick , and he could see Her gentle bosom heave tumultuously . He sprang from his green covert : there she lay , Sweet as a musk - rose upon new - made hay ; With all her limbs on tremble , and her eyes Shut softly up ...
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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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Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка xix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 212 - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...