The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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Or may I woo thee In earlier Sicilian ? or thy smiles Seek as they once were sought , in Grecian isles , By bards who died content on pleasant sward , Leaving great verse unto a little clan ? O , give me their old vigour , and unheard ...
Or may I woo thee In earlier Sicilian ? or thy smiles Seek as they once were sought , in Grecian isles , By bards who died content on pleasant sward , Leaving great verse unto a little clan ? O , give me their old vigour , and unheard ...
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... and he confined the gross notion of Melancholy to less violent images , and let the ode at once begin ,N O , no ! go not to Lethe , neither twist Wolf's - bane , tight - rooted , for its poisonous wine ; Nor suffer thy pale forehead ...
... and he confined the gross notion of Melancholy to less violent images , and let the ode at once begin ,N O , no ! go not to Lethe , neither twist Wolf's - bane , tight - rooted , for its poisonous wine ; Nor suffer thy pale forehead ...
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... When shifted round to see the other side ; They came again ; as when the urn once more Is shifted round , the first green shades return ; And they were strange to me , as may betide With vases , to one deep in Phidian lore . II .
... When shifted round to see the other side ; They came again ; as when the urn once more Is shifted round , the first green shades return ; And they were strange to me , as may betide With vases , to one deep in Phidian lore . II .
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... 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 ! V. - And once more came they by ...
... 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 ! V. - And once more came they by ...
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Fade softly from my eyes , and be once more In masque - like figures on the dreamy urn ; Farewell ! 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 ...
Fade softly from my eyes , and be once more In masque - like figures on the dreamy urn ; Farewell ! 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 ...
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