The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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A partner in your sorrow ' s mysteries ; For shade to shade will come too drowsily
, And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul . But when the melancholy fit shall
fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud , That fosters the droop - headed ...
A partner in your sorrow ' s mysteries ; For shade to shade will come too drowsily
, And drown the wakeful anguish of the soul . But when the melancholy fit shall
fall Sudden from heaven like a weeping cloud , That fosters the droop - headed ...
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... Call ' d him soft names in many a mused rhyme , To take into the air my quiet
breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight
with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy !
... Call ' d him soft names in many a mused rhyme , To take into the air my quiet
breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die , To cease upon the midnight
with no pain , While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy !
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And , little town , thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why
thou art desolate can e ' er return . , O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of
marble men and maidens overwrought , With forest branches and the trodden ...
And , little town , thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why
thou art desolate can e ' er return . , O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of
marble men and maidens overwrought , With forest branches and the trodden ...
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My sleep had been embroider ' d with dim dreams ; My soul had been a lawn
besprinkled o ' er With flowers , and stirring shades , and baffled beams : The
morn was clouded , but no shower fell , Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of ΙΑ
...
My sleep had been embroider ' d with dim dreams ; My soul had been a lawn
besprinkled o ' er With flowers , and stirring shades , and baffled beams : The
morn was clouded , but no shower fell , Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of ΙΑ
...
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... Pair by pair had gone to rest , Each in its ancient belfry - nest , Where asleep
they fall betimes , To music and the drowsy chimes . All was silent , all was gloom
, Abroad and in the homely room : Down she sat , poor cheated soul ! And struck
...
... Pair by pair had gone to rest , Each in its ancient belfry - nest , Where asleep
they fall betimes , To music and the drowsy chimes . All was silent , all was gloom
, Abroad and in the homely room : Down she sat , poor cheated soul ! And struck
...
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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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