The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... Lycius ! gentle Lycius ! " - borne aloft With the bright mists about the mountains hoar These words dissolved : Crete's forests heard no more . Whither fled Lamia , now a lady bright , A 236 LAMIA .
... Lycius ! gentle Lycius ! " - borne aloft With the bright mists about the mountains hoar These words dissolved : Crete's forests heard no more . Whither fled Lamia , now a lady bright , A 236 LAMIA .
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... Lycius ! -for she was a maid . More beautiful than ever twisted braid , Or sigh'd , or blush'd , or on spring - flower'd lea Spread a green kirtle to the minstrelsy : A virgin purest lipp'd , yet in the lore Of love deep learned to the ...
... Lycius ! -for she was a maid . More beautiful than ever twisted braid , Or sigh'd , or blush'd , or on spring - flower'd lea Spread a green kirtle to the minstrelsy : A virgin purest lipp'd , yet in the lore Of love deep learned to the ...
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... Lycius Charioting foremost in the envious race , Like a young Jove with calm uneager face , And fell into a swooning love of him . Now on the moth - time of that evening dim He would return that way , as well she knew , To Corinth from ...
... Lycius Charioting foremost in the envious race , Like a young Jove with calm uneager face , And fell into a swooning love of him . Now on the moth - time of that evening dim He would return that way , as well she knew , To Corinth from ...
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... Lycius bright ! And will you leave me on the hills alone ? Lycius , look back ! and be some pity shown . " He did ; not with cold wonder , fearingly , But Orpheus - like at an Eurydice ; For so delicious were the words she sung It seem ...
... Lycius bright ! And will you leave me on the hills alone ? Lycius , look back ! and be some pity shown . " He did ; not with cold wonder , fearingly , But Orpheus - like at an Eurydice ; For so delicious were the words she sung It seem ...
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... Lycius lived to hand his story down , He might have given the moral a fresh frown , Or clench'd it quite : but too short was their bliss To breed distrust and hate , that make the soft voice hiss . Besides , there , nightly , with ...
... Lycius lived to hand his story down , He might have given the moral a fresh frown , Or clench'd it quite : but too short was their bliss To breed distrust and hate , that make the soft voice hiss . Besides , there , nightly , with ...
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