The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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“ WHY DID I LAUGH TO - NIGHT ? No VOICE WILL TELL : 283 XIII . ON A DREAM 283 XIV . “ IF BY DULL RHYMES OUR ENGLISH MUST BE CHAIN'D " 284 XV . THE DAY IS GONE , AND ALL ITS SWEETS ARE GONE ! " 285 XVI . “ I CRY YOUR MERCY - PITY — LOVE ...
“ WHY DID I LAUGH TO - NIGHT ? No VOICE WILL TELL : 283 XIII . ON A DREAM 283 XIV . “ IF BY DULL RHYMES OUR ENGLISH MUST BE CHAIN'D " 284 XV . THE DAY IS GONE , AND ALL ITS SWEETS ARE GONE ! " 285 XVI . “ I CRY YOUR MERCY - PITY — LOVE ...
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With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign , Who breeding flowers , will never breed the same : And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win , A bright torch , and a casement ope at night , To let the warm ...
With all the gardener Fancy e'er could feign , Who breeding flowers , will never breed the same : And there shall be for thee all soft delight That shadowy thought can win , A bright torch , and a casement ope at night , To let the warm ...
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee , Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards , But on the viewless wings of Poesy , Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night , And haply the Queen - Moon is ...
Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee , Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards , But on the viewless wings of Poesy , Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night , And haply the Queen - Moon is ...
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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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I yet have visions for the night , And for the day faint visions there is store ; Vanish , ye Phantoms ! from my idle spright , Into the clouds , and never more return ! THE EVE OF SAINT MARK . ( UNFINISHED . ) ...
I yet have visions for the night , And for the day faint visions there is store ; Vanish , ye Phantoms ! from my idle spright , Into the clouds , and never more return ! THE EVE OF SAINT MARK . ( UNFINISHED . ) ...
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