The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3 |
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... that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft - times hath Charm'd magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous seas , in faery lands forlorn .
... that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth , when sick for home , She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft - times hath Charm'd magic casements , opening on the foam Of perilous seas , in faery lands forlorn .
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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 14 ...
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 14 ...
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Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of May ; The open casement press'd a new - leaved vine , Let in the budding warmth and throstle's lay ; O Shadows ! ' twas a time to bid farewell ! Upon your skirts had fallen no tears of mine .
Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of May ; The open casement press'd a new - leaved vine , Let in the budding warmth and throstle's lay ; O Shadows ! ' twas a time to bid farewell ! Upon your skirts had fallen no tears of mine .
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... I will drink her tears , And at the least ' twill startle off her cares . " VI . So said he one fair morning , and all day His heart beat awfully against his side ; And to his heart he inwardly did pray For power 26 ISABELLA .
... I will drink her tears , And at the least ' twill startle off her cares . " VI . So said he one fair morning , and all day His heart beat awfully against his side ; And to his heart he inwardly did pray For power 26 ISABELLA .
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Ah ! better had it been for ever so , Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe . XII . Were they unhappy then ? - It cannot be - Too many tears for lovers have been shed , Too many sighs give we to them in fee , Too much of pity ...
Ah ! better had it been for ever so , Than idle ears should pleasure in their woe . XII . Were they unhappy then ? - It cannot be - Too many tears for lovers have been shed , Too many sighs give we to them in fee , Too much of pity ...
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