The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 стор. |
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... speak too highly in praise of this edition - the only one that deserves the name of ' complete ' — of the British Poets . " - Boston Daily Advertiser . " We really know nothing more worthy of the cordial support of the American public ...
... speak too highly in praise of this edition - the only one that deserves the name of ' complete ' — of the British Poets . " - Boston Daily Advertiser . " We really know nothing more worthy of the cordial support of the American public ...
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... speak it loud " . 394 POSTHUMOUS POEMS . Fingal's Cave . 397 Το 399 Hymn to Apollo 402 Lines 404 Song .. 405 Faery Song 407 La Belle Dame Sans Merci : A Ballad . 408- The Eve of St. Mark . ( Unfinished ) . To Fanny 411 416 Sonnets ...
... speak it loud " . 394 POSTHUMOUS POEMS . Fingal's Cave . 397 Το 399 Hymn to Apollo 402 Lines 404 Song .. 405 Faery Song 407 La Belle Dame Sans Merci : A Ballad . 408- The Eve of St. Mark . ( Unfinished ) . To Fanny 411 416 Sonnets ...
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... speak , instead of answer- ing questions put to him , he would always make a rhyme to the last word people said , and then laugh . " The early histo- ries of heroes , like those of nations , are always more or less mythical , and we ...
... speak , instead of answer- ing questions put to him , he would always make a rhyme to the last word people said , and then laugh . " The early histo- ries of heroes , like those of nations , are always more or less mythical , and we ...
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... speak of the thing as a pastime and an amusement , than which I can feel none deeper than a conversation with an ... speaking in a worldly way ; for there are two distinct tempers of mind in which we judge of things - the worldly , thea ...
... speak of the thing as a pastime and an amusement , than which I can feel none deeper than a conversation with an ... speaking in a worldly way ; for there are two distinct tempers of mind in which we judge of things - the worldly , thea ...
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... speak , but this is to make originality a mere question of externals , and in this sense the author of a dictionary might bring an action of trover against every author who used his words . It is the man behind the words that gives them ...
... speak , but this is to make originality a mere question of externals , and in this sense the author of a dictionary might bring an action of trover against every author who used his words . It is the man behind the words that gives them ...
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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...