The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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Save it for me , sweet love ! though music breathe Voluptuous visions into the
warm air , Though swimming through the dance ' s dangerous wreath ; Be like an
April day , Smiling and cold and gay , A temperate lily , temperate as fair ; Then ...
Save it for me , sweet love ! though music breathe Voluptuous visions into the
warm air , Though swimming through the dance ' s dangerous wreath ; Be like an
April day , Smiling and cold and gay , A temperate lily , temperate as fair ; Then ...
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O may I never see another night , Lorenzo , if thy lips breathe not love ' s tune . "
So spake they to their pillows ; but , alas , Honeyless days and days did he let
pass ; Until sweet Isabella ' s untouch ' d cheek Fell sick within the rose ' s just ...
O may I never see another night , Lorenzo , if thy lips breathe not love ' s tune . "
So spake they to their pillows ; but , alas , Honeyless days and days did he let
pass ; Until sweet Isabella ' s untouch ' d cheek Fell sick within the rose ' s just ...
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O Music , Music , breathe despondingly ! O Echo , Echo , from some sombre isle ,
Unknown , Lethean , sigh to us — sigh ! Spirits in grief , lift up your heads , and
smile ; Lift up your heads , sweet Spirits , heavily , And make a pale light in your ...
O Music , Music , breathe despondingly ! O Echo , Echo , from some sombre isle ,
Unknown , Lethean , sigh to us — sigh ! Spirits in grief , lift up your heads , and
smile ; Lift up your heads , sweet Spirits , heavily , And make a pale light in your ...
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Away they went , With blood upon their heads , to banishment . LXI . O
Melancholy , turn thine eyes away ! O Music , Music , breathe despondingly ! O
Echo , Echo , on some other day , ISABELLA .
Away they went , With blood upon their heads , to banishment . LXI . O
Melancholy , turn thine eyes away ! O Music , Music , breathe despondingly ! O
Echo , Echo , on some other day , ISABELLA .
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341 With such remorseless speed still come new woes , That unbelief has not a
space to breathe . Saturn ! sleep on : me thoughtless , why should I Thus violate
thy slumbrous solitude ? Why should I ope thy melancholy eyes ? Saturn ! sleep ...
341 With such remorseless speed still come new woes , That unbelief has not a
space to breathe . Saturn ! sleep on : me thoughtless , why should I Thus violate
thy slumbrous solitude ? Why should I ope thy melancholy eyes ? Saturn ! sleep ...
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