The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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... no grove , no oracle , no heat Of pale - mouth ' d prophet dreaming . O brightest
! though too late for antique vows , Too , too late for the fond believing lyre , When
holy were the haunted forest boughs , Holy the air , the water , and the fire ; .
... no grove , no oracle , no heat Of pale - mouth ' d prophet dreaming . O brightest
! though too late for antique vows , Too , too late for the fond believing lyre , When
holy were the haunted forest boughs , Holy the air , the water , and the fire ; .
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... its poisonous wine ; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss ' d By nightshade ,
ruby grape of Proserpine ; Make not your rosary of yew - berries , Nor let the
beetle nor the death - moth be Your mournful Psyche , nor the downy owl A
partner in ...
... its poisonous wine ; Nor suffer thy pale forehead to be kiss ' d By nightshade ,
ruby grape of Proserpine ; Make not your rosary of yew - berries , Nor let the
beetle nor the death - moth be Your mournful Psyche , nor the downy owl A
partner in ...
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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 sorrow And ...
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 sorrow And ...
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... The second was Ambition , pale of cheek , And ever watchful with fatigued eye
; The last , whom I love more , the more of blame Is heap ' d upon her , maiden
most unmeek ,I knew to be my demon Poesy . IV . They faded , and , forsooth !
... The second was Ambition , pale of cheek , And ever watchful with fatigued eye
; The last , whom I love more , the more of blame Is heap ' d upon her , maiden
most unmeek ,I knew to be my demon Poesy . IV . They faded , and , forsooth !
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To every symbol on his forehead high ; She saw it waxing very pale and dead ,
And straight all flush ' d ; so , lisped tenderly , “ Lorenzo ! ” here she ceased her
timid quest , But in her tone and look he read the rest . VIII . “ O Isabella ! I can half
...
To every symbol on his forehead high ; She saw it waxing very pale and dead ,
And straight all flush ' d ; so , lisped tenderly , “ Lorenzo ! ” here she ceased her
timid quest , But in her tone and look he read the rest . VIII . “ O Isabella ! I can half
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