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And let me feel that warm breath here and there To spread a rapture in my very
hair ,O , the sweetness of the pain ! Give me those lips again ! Enough ! Enough !
it is enough for me To dream of thee ! Oct . 1819 . 2 . 3 Phone A STORY , FROM ...
And let me feel that warm breath here and there To spread a rapture in my very
hair ,O , the sweetness of the pain ! Give me those lips again ! Enough ! Enough !
it is enough for me To dream of thee ! Oct . 1819 . 2 . 3 Phone A STORY , FROM ...
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They could not in the self - same mansion dwell Without some stir of heart , some
malady ; They could not sit at meals but feel how well It soothed each to be the
other by ; They could not , sure , beneath the same roof sleep , But to each other ...
They could not in the self - same mansion dwell Without some stir of heart , some
malady ; They could not sit at meals but feel how well It soothed each to be the
other by ; They could not , sure , beneath the same roof sleep , But to each other ...
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I know what was , I feel full well what is , And I should rage , if spirits could go
mad ; Though I forget the taste of earthly bliss , That paleness warms my grave ,
as though I had A seraph chosen from the bright abyss To be my spouse : thy ...
I know what was , I feel full well what is , And I should rage , if spirits could go
mad ; Though I forget the taste of earthly bliss , That paleness warms my grave ,
as though I had A seraph chosen from the bright abyss To be my spouse : thy ...
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Are there not thousands in the world , ” said I , Encouraged by the sooth voice of
the shade , “ Who love their fellows even to the death , Who feel the giant agony
of the world , And more , like slaves to poor humanity , Labour for mortal good ?
Are there not thousands in the world , ” said I , Encouraged by the sooth voice of
the shade , “ Who love their fellows even to the death , Who feel the giant agony
of the world , And more , like slaves to poor humanity , Labour for mortal good ?
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... And all the gloom and sorrow of the place , And that fair kneeling Goddess ;
and then spake As with a palsied tongue , and while his beard Shook horrid with
such aspen - malady : “ O tender spouse of gold Hyperion , Thea , I feel thee ere I
...
... And all the gloom and sorrow of the place , And that fair kneeling Goddess ;
and then spake As with a palsied tongue , and while his beard Shook horrid with
such aspen - malady : “ O tender spouse of gold Hyperion , Thea , I feel thee ere I
...
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| Назва | The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 The Letters and Poems of John Keats, John Gilmer Speed |
| Автор | John Keats |
| Редактор | John Gilmer Speed |
| Видавець | Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
| Оригінал із | Прінстонський університет |
| Оцифровано | 5 груд. 2008 |
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