The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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LUDOLPH , his Son . CONRAD , Duke of Franconia . ALBERT , a Knight , favoured by Otho . SIGIFRED , an Officer , friend of Ludolph . THEODORE , GONFRID , Officers . ETHELBERT , an Abbot . GERSA , Prince of Hungary .
LUDOLPH , his Son . CONRAD , Duke of Franconia . ALBERT , a Knight , favoured by Otho . SIGIFRED , an Officer , friend of Ludolph . THEODORE , GONFRID , Officers . ETHELBERT , an Abbot . GERSA , Prince of Hungary .
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Ludolph ? Otho ? Conrad . You guess aright . And , sister , slurring o'er Our by - gone quarrels , I confess my heart Is beating with a child's anxiety , To make our golden fortune known to you . Auranthe . So serious ?
Ludolph ? Otho ? Conrad . You guess aright . And , sister , slurring o'er Our by - gone quarrels , I confess my heart Is beating with a child's anxiety , To make our golden fortune known to you . Auranthe . So serious ?
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... And share his mouldy ration in a siege . Yet stay , - perhaps a charm may call you back , And make the widening circlets of your eyes Sparkle with healthy fevers . The Emperor . Hath given consent that you should marry Ludolph !
... And share his mouldy ration in a siege . Yet stay , - perhaps a charm may call you back , And make the widening circlets of your eyes Sparkle with healthy fevers . The Emperor . Hath given consent that you should marry Ludolph !
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But the princeHis highness Ludolph - where is he ? Conrad . I know not When , lackeying my counsel at a beck , The rebel lords , on bended knees , received The Emperor's pardon , Ludolph kept aloof , Sole , in a stiff , fool - hardy ...
But the princeHis highness Ludolph - where is he ? Conrad . I know not When , lackeying my counsel at a beck , The rebel lords , on bended knees , received The Emperor's pardon , Ludolph kept aloof , Sole , in a stiff , fool - hardy ...
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But for poor , Ludolph , he is food for sorrow : No levelling bluster of my licensed thoughts , No military swagger of my mind , Can smother from myself the wrong I've done him ,Without design , indeed , yet it is so ,And opiate for the ...
But for poor , Ludolph , he is food for sorrow : No levelling bluster of my licensed thoughts , No military swagger of my mind , Can smother from myself the wrong I've done him ,Without design , indeed , yet it is so ,And opiate for the ...
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Albert arms Auranthe beauty breathe bright close clouds cold comes Conrad dark dead death deep door doth dream earth Emperor Enter Erminia Ethelbert eyes face fair fear feel feet fire flowers follow Gersa give gold golden green hair hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hour keep king lady leave light lips live look lord Ludolph Lycius moan moon morn mortal never night noble once Otho pain pale pass poor Prince rose round Saturn SCENE seen shade side Sigifred silent silver sleep soft sorrow soul speak Spirit stars step stood sure sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought tongue took turn voice warm weep whisper wide winds wine wings young