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pain , Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind : Far , far around shall those dark
- cluster ' d trees Fledge the wild - ridged mountains steep by steep ; And there by
zephyrs , streams , and birds , and bees , The moss - lain Dryads shall be lull ...
pain , Instead of pines shall murmur in the wind : Far , far around shall those dark
- cluster ' d trees Fledge the wild - ridged mountains steep by steep ; And there by
zephyrs , streams , and birds , and bees , The moss - lain Dryads shall be lull ...
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Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary
floor , Thy hair soft - lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half - reap ' d furrow
sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the
next ...
Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary
floor , Thy hair soft - lifted by the winnowing wind ; Or on a half - reap ' d furrow
sound asleep , Drowsed with the fume of poppies , while thy hook Spares the
next ...
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From her fire - side she could see , Sidelong , its rich antiquity , Far as the Bishop
' s garden - wall ; Where sycamores and elm - trees tall , Full - leaved , the forest
had outstript , By no sharp north - wind ever nipt , So shelter ' d by the mighty ...
From her fire - side she could see , Sidelong , its rich antiquity , Far as the Bishop
' s garden - wall ; Where sycamores and elm - trees tall , Full - leaved , the forest
had outstript , By no sharp north - wind ever nipt , So shelter ' d by the mighty ...
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Why , this - you ' ll say , my Fanny ! is not true : Put your soft hand upon your
snowy side , Where the heart beats : confess — ' tis nothing newMust not a
woman be A feather on the sea , Sway ' d to and fro by every wind and tide ?
Why , this - you ' ll say , my Fanny ! is not true : Put your soft hand upon your
snowy side , Where the heart beats : confess — ' tis nothing newMust not a
woman be A feather on the sea , Sway ' d to and fro by every wind and tide ?
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... that wicked strand Where they were wreck ' d and lived a wrecked life ; That
monstrous region , whose dull rivers pour , Ever from their sordid urns unto the
shore , Unown ' d of any weedy - haired gods ; Whose winds , all zephyrless ,
hold ...
... that wicked strand Where they were wreck ' d and lived a wrecked life ; That
monstrous region , whose dull rivers pour , Ever from their sordid urns unto the
shore , Unown ' d of any weedy - haired gods ; Whose winds , all zephyrless ,
hold ...
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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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