The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... weeping cloud , That fosters the droop - headed flowers all , And hides the green hill in an April shroud ; Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose , Or on the rainbow of the salt sand - wave , Or on the wealth of globed peonies ; Or if ...
... weeping cloud , That fosters the droop - headed flowers all , And hides the green hill in an April shroud ; Then glut thy sorrow on a morning rose , Or on the rainbow of the salt sand - wave , Or on the wealth of globed peonies ; Or if ...
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... weep . II . With every morn their love grew tenderer , With every eve deeper and tenderer still ; He might not in house , field , or garden stir , But her full shape would all his seeing fill ; And his continual voice was pleasanter To ...
... weep . II . With every morn their love grew tenderer , With every eve deeper and tenderer still ; He might not in house , field , or garden stir , But her full shape would all his seeing fill ; And his continual voice was pleasanter To ...
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... weeps alone for pleasures not to be ; Sorely she wept until the night came on , And then , instead of love , O misery ! She brooded o'er the luxury alone : His image in the dusk she seem'd to see , And to the silence made a gentle moan ...
... weeps alone for pleasures not to be ; Sorely she wept until the night came on , And then , instead of love , O misery ! She brooded o'er the luxury alone : His image in the dusk she seem'd to see , And to the silence made a gentle moan ...
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... weeping through her hair . LX . Yet they contrived to steal the Basil - pot , And to examine it in secret place : The thing was vile with green and livid spot , And yet they knew it was Lorenzo's face : The guerdon of their murder they ...
... weeping through her hair . LX . Yet they contrived to steal the Basil - pot , And to examine it in secret place : The thing was vile with green and livid spot , And yet they knew it was Lorenzo's face : The guerdon of their murder they ...
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... weep for love of such award . " So answer'd I , continuing , " If it please , Majestic shadow , tell me where I am , Whose altar this , for whom this incense curls ; What image this whose face I cannot see For the broad marble knees ...
... weep for love of such award . " So answer'd I , continuing , " If it please , Majestic shadow , tell me where I am , Whose altar this , for whom this incense curls ; What image this whose face I cannot see For the broad marble knees ...
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