 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...poison while the bee-mouih sips : Ay. in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed slope full unmcte Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...Melancholy has her sovmn shrine, Though seen of nono su ve him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's gmpe against his palate fine ; His soul shall taste the...her might. And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay ia my bed etepe full un me to Was unto me, but why that I no might Rest... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine ; SLEEP AND FOETRY. As I lay in my bed slepc full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed slepe full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 стор.
...temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine ; His...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. tongue LINES ON THE MERMAID TAVERN. SODLS of poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...Melancholy has her sovrnn shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can hurst Joy's gmpe against his palate fine ; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might. And he among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my hed siepe full uumcte Was unto... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 стор.
...poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...her might. And be among her cloudy trophies hung. Samuel Lover. T\OWN by the river's bank I stray'd Upon an Autumn day ; Beside the fading forest there,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 стор.
...Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burnt Joy's grape against his palate fine ; His soul shall...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed »lepe full minióte Was unto me, but why that I no miiilit Rest... | |
 | University of Sydney - 1853 - 810 стор.
...days so far retired From happy pieties, thy lucent fans, Fluttering among the taint Olympians, (/) . . seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine. (y) Thou knowest ray praise of nuture most sincere, And that my raptures are not conjured up To serve... | |
 | 1854 - 362 стор.
...poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate floe ; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might. And be among her cloudy trophies hung. Samuel... | |
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She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to Poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though... 
