The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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O , give me their old vigour , and unheard Save of the quiet primrose , and the span Of heaven and sew ears , Rounded by thee , my song should die away Content as theirs , Rich in the simple worship of a day .
O , give me their old vigour , and unheard Save of the quiet primrose , and the span Of heaven and sew ears , Rounded by thee , my song should die away Content as theirs , Rich in the simple worship of a day .
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A theme ! a theme ! great nature ! give a theme ; Let me begin my dream . I come — I see thee , as thou standest there , Beckon me not into the wintry air . Ah ! dearest love , sweet home of all my fears , And hopes , and joys ...
A theme ! a theme ! great nature ! give a theme ; Let me begin my dream . I come — I see thee , as thou standest there , Beckon me not into the wintry air . Ah ! dearest love , sweet home of all my fears , And hopes , and joys ...
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Let once again these aching arms be placed , The tender gaolers of thy waist ! 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 !
Let once again these aching arms be placed , The tender gaolers of thy waist ! 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 !
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Ah ! better had it been for ever so , Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe . XII . Were they unhappy then ? - It cannot be - Too many tears for lovers have been shed , Too many sighs give we to them in fee , Too much of pity ...
Ah ! better had it been for ever so , Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe . XII . Were they unhappy then ? - It cannot be - Too many tears for lovers have been shed , Too many sighs give we to them in fee , Too much of pity ...
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And , furthermore , her brethren wonder'd much Why she sat drooping by the Basil green , And why it flourish'd , as by magic touch ; Greatly they wonder'd what the thing might mean : They could not surely give belief , that such A very ...
And , furthermore , her brethren wonder'd much Why she sat drooping by the Basil green , And why it flourish'd , as by magic touch ; Greatly they wonder'd what the thing might mean : They could not surely give belief , that such A very ...
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