The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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O , give me their old vigour , and unheard Save of the quiet primrose , and the span Of heaven and sew ears , Rounded by thee , my song should die away Content as theirs , Rich in the simple worship of a day .
O , give me their old vigour , and unheard Save of the quiet primrose , and the span Of heaven and sew ears , Rounded by thee , my song should die away Content as theirs , Rich in the simple worship of a day .
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Close bosom - friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch - eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage - trees , And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ...
Close bosom - friend of the maturing sun ; Conspiring with him how to load and bless With fruit the vines that round the thatch - eaves run ; To bend with apples the moss'd cottage - trees , And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ...
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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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Upon the skirts of human nature dwelling Alone : I chant alone the holy mass , While little sounds of life are round me knelling , And glossy bees at noon do fieldward pass , And many a chapel bell the hour is telling , Paining me ...
Upon the skirts of human nature dwelling Alone : I chant alone the holy mass , While little sounds of life are round me knelling , And glossy bees at noon do fieldward pass , And many a chapel bell the hour is telling , Paining me ...
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See , as they creep along the river side , How she doth whisper to that aged dame , And , after looking round the champaign wide , Shows her a knife .- “ What feverous hectic flame a Burns in thee , child ? — what good can thee betide ...
See , as they creep along the river side , How she doth whisper to that aged dame , And , after looking round the champaign wide , Shows her a knife .- “ What feverous hectic flame a Burns in thee , child ? — what good can thee betide ...
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