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At tender eye - dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou , O happy , happy dove ? His Psyche true ! O latest - born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus ' faded hierarchy ! Fairer than Phoebe's sapphire ...
At tender eye - dawn of aurorean love : The winged boy I knew ; But who wast thou , O happy , happy dove ? His Psyche true ! O latest - born and loveliest vision far Of all Olympus ' faded hierarchy ! Fairer than Phoebe's sapphire ...
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Y heart aches , and a drowsy numbness pains My sense , as though of hemlock I had drunk , Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past , and Lethe - wards had sunk : ' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot , But being too ...
Y heart aches , and a drowsy numbness pains My sense , as though of hemlock I had drunk , Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past , and Lethe - wards had sunk : ' Tis not through envy of thy happy lot , But being too ...
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... do not grieve ; She cannot fade , though thou hast not thy bliss , For ever wilt thou love , and she be fair ! 1 Ah , happy , happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves , nor ever bid the Spring adieu ; And , happy melodist ...
... do not grieve ; She cannot fade , though thou hast not thy bliss , For ever wilt thou love , and she be fair ! 1 Ah , happy , happy boughs ! that cannot shed Your leaves , nor ever bid the Spring adieu ; And , happy melodist ...
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No , that is vulgarism , A heresy and schism , Foisted into the canon - law of love ;No , - wine is only sweet to happy men ; More dismal cares Seize on me unawares ,Where shall I learn to get my peace again ? To banish thoughts of that ...
No , that is vulgarism , A heresy and schism , Foisted into the canon - law of love ;No , - wine is only sweet to happy men ; More dismal cares Seize on me unawares ,Where shall I learn to get my peace again ? To banish thoughts of that ...
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said she , “ I knew not this hard life , 6 I thought the worst was simple misery ; I thought some Fate with pleasure or with strife Portion'd us - happy days , or else to die ; But there is crime — a brother's bloody knife !
said she , “ I knew not this hard life , 6 I thought the worst was simple misery ; I thought some Fate with pleasure or with strife Portion'd us - happy days , or else to die ; But there is crime — a brother's bloody knife !
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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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