The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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O GODDESS ! hear these tuneless numbers , wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear , And pardon that thy secrets should be sung , Even into thine own soft - couched ear : Surely I dreamt to - day , or did I see The winged Psyche ...
O GODDESS ! hear these tuneless numbers , wrung By sweet enforcement and remembrance dear , And pardon that thy secrets should be sung , Even into thine own soft - couched ear : Surely I dreamt to - day , or did I see The winged Psyche ...
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... Nor Virgin - choir to make delicious moan Upon the midnight hours ; No voice , no lute , no pipe , no incense sweet From chain - swung censer teeming ; No shrine , no grove , no oracle , no heat Of pale - mouth'd prophet dreaming .
... Nor Virgin - choir to make delicious moan Upon the midnight hours ; No voice , no lute , no pipe , no incense sweet From chain - swung censer teeming ; No shrine , no grove , no oracle , no heat Of pale - mouth'd prophet dreaming .
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... 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 ; To swell the gourd , and plump the hazel shells With a sweet ...
... 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 ; To swell the gourd , and plump the hazel shells With a sweet ...
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet , Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs , But , in embalmed darkness , guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass , the thicket , and the fruit - tree wild ; White ...
I cannot see what flowers are at my feet , Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs , But , in embalmed darkness , guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass , the thicket , and the fruit - tree wild ; White ...
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Heard melodies are sweet , but those unheard Are sweeter ; therefore , ye soft pipes , play on ; Not to the sensual ear , but , more endear'd , Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth , beneath the trees , thou canst not ...
Heard melodies are sweet , but those unheard Are sweeter ; therefore , ye soft pipes , play on ; Not to the sensual ear , but , more endear'd , Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone : Fair youth , beneath the trees , thou canst not ...
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