The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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... dead , Too many doleful stories do we see , Whose matter in bright gold were
best be read ; Except in such a page where Theseus ' spouse Over the pathless
waves towards him bows . XIII . But , for the general award of love 28 ISABELLA .
... dead , Too many doleful stories do we see , Whose matter in bright gold were
best be read ; Except in such a page where Theseus ' spouse Over the pathless
waves towards him bows . XIII . But , for the general award of love 28 ISABELLA .
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XXXII . In the mid days of autumn , on their eves The breath of Winter comes from
far away , And the sick west continually bereaves Of some gold tinge , and plays
a roundelay Of death among the bushes and the leaves , To 34 ISABELLA .
XXXII . In the mid days of autumn , on their eves The breath of Winter comes from
far away , And the sick west continually bereaves Of some gold tinge , and plays
a roundelay Of death among the bushes and the leaves , To 34 ISABELLA .
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... who knows not What eyes are upward cast . As I had found A grain of gold
upon a mountain ' s side , And , twinged with avarice , strain ' d out my eyes To
search its sullen entrails rich with ore , 250 52 FIRST VERSION OF “ HYPERION .
”
... who knows not What eyes are upward cast . As I had found A grain of gold
upon a mountain ' s side , And , twinged with avarice , strain ' d out my eyes To
search its sullen entrails rich with ore , 250 52 FIRST VERSION OF “ HYPERION .
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Let me hear other groans ( and trumpets blown Of triumph calm , and hymns of
festival , From the gold peaks of heaven ' s high - piled clouds ; ' ( Voices of soft
proclaim , and silver stir Of strings in hollow shells ; and there shall be Beautiful ...
Let me hear other groans ( and trumpets blown Of triumph calm , and hymns of
festival , From the gold peaks of heaven ' s high - piled clouds ; ' ( Voices of soft
proclaim , and silver stir Of strings in hollow shells ; and there shall be Beautiful ...
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... Or prophesyings of the midnight lamp ; But horrors , portioned to a giant nerve ,
Make great Hyperion ache . His palace bright , Bastion ' d with pyramids of
shining gold , And touch ' d with shade of bronzed obelisks , Glares a blood - red
thro ...
... Or prophesyings of the midnight lamp ; But horrors , portioned to a giant nerve ,
Make great Hyperion ache . His palace bright , Bastion ' d with pyramids of
shining gold , And touch ' d with shade of bronzed obelisks , Glares a blood - red
thro ...
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