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O GODDESS ! hear these tuneless numbers , wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear , And pardon that thy secrets should be sung , Even into thine own soft - couched ear : Surely I dreamt to - day , or did I see The winged Psyche ...
O GODDESS ! hear these tuneless numbers , wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear , And pardon that thy secrets should be sung , Even into thine own soft - couched ear : Surely I dreamt to - day , or did I see The winged Psyche ...
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The weariness , the fever , and the fret Here , where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , last grey hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of ...
The weariness , the fever , and the fret Here , where men sit and hear each other groan ; Where palsy shakes a few , sad , last grey hairs , Where youth grows pale , and spectre - thin , and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of ...
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No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood ...
No hungry generations tread thee down ; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood ...
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... has not a joy ,At least for me ,- so sweet as drowsy noons , And evenings steep'd in honied indolence ; O , for an age so shelter'd from annoy , That I may never know how change the moons , Or hear the voice of busy common - sense !
... has not a joy ,At least for me ,- so sweet as drowsy noons , And evenings steep'd in honied indolence ; O , for an age so shelter'd from annoy , That I may never know how change the moons , Or hear the voice of busy common - sense !
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... catch Her beauty farther than the falcon spies ; And constant as her vespers would he watch , Because her face was turn'd to the same skies ; And with sick longing all the night outwear , To hear her morning - step upon the stair .
... catch Her beauty farther than the falcon spies ; And constant as her vespers would he watch , Because her face was turn'd to the same skies ; And with sick longing all the night outwear , To hear her morning - step upon the stair .
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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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