The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... VOICE 282 " " WILL TELL : XIII . ON A DREAM 283 283 XIV . " IF BY DULL RHYMES OUR ENGLISH MUST BE CHAIN'D " 284 • · XV . " THE DAY IS GONE , AND ALL ITS SWEETS ARE GONE ! " • 285 XVI . " I CRY YOUR MERCY - PITY - LOVE ! - AYE , LOVE ...
... VOICE 282 " " WILL TELL : XIII . ON A DREAM 283 283 XIV . " IF BY DULL RHYMES OUR ENGLISH MUST BE CHAIN'D " 284 • · XV . " THE DAY IS GONE , AND ALL ITS SWEETS ARE GONE ! " • 285 XVI . " I CRY YOUR MERCY - PITY - LOVE ! - AYE , LOVE ...
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... 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 . O brightest ! though too late for antique vows , Too , too late for the ...
... 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 . O brightest ! though too late for antique vows , Too , too late for the ...
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... voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song 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 ...
... voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self - same song 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 ...
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... voice of busy common - sense ! V. And once more came they by ; alas ! wherefore ? 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 ...
... voice of busy common - sense ! V. And once more came they by ; alas ! wherefore ? 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 ...
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... voice was pleasanter To her , than noise of trees or hidden rill ; Her lute - string gave an echo of his name , She spoilt her half - done broidery with the same . VOL . III . 4 III . He knew whose gentle hand was at the. ISABELLA ; OR ...
... voice was pleasanter To her , than noise of trees or hidden rill ; Her lute - string gave an echo of his name , She spoilt her half - done broidery with the same . VOL . III . 4 III . He knew whose gentle hand was at the. ISABELLA ; OR ...
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aching adieu Albert Auranthe beauty Bellanaine Bertha breath bright brow censer clouds cold Conrad Corinth dark death deep divine doth dream earth Emperor Enceladus Enter Erminia Ethelbert Exeunt eyes face faery fair fair lady Farewell fear feet flowers gentle Gersa Glocester gloom Goddess golden Gonfred hair hand happy hast hath hear heard heart heaven Hermes hour Hungarian hush Hyperion Imaus JOHN KEATS Kaims king lady Lamia light lips look look'd lord Ludolph Lycius melody Mnemosyne moan moon morn mortal Naiad night noble o'er once Otho pain pale pass'd Phorcus poor Porphyro Prince return'd Saturn seem'd shade Sigifred silent silver Sire sleep soft song sorrow soul Spirit stars stood sweet tears tell thee thine thou art thought tongue touch'd trembling turn'd twas voice warm weep whisper winds wine wings words