The Letters and Poems of John Keats ...Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... bliss to declare ? Ah ! you list to the nightingale's tender condoling , Responsive to sylphs , in the moon - beamy air . ' Tis morn , and the flowers with dew are yet drooping , I see you are treading the verge of the sea : And now ...
... bliss to declare ? Ah ! you list to the nightingale's tender condoling , Responsive to sylphs , in the moon - beamy air . ' Tis morn , and the flowers with dew are yet drooping , I see you are treading the verge of the sea : And now ...
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... bliss destroy , Nought comforts then the leafless grove But thy sweet note - its only joy . Even so the words of love beguile When pleasure's tree no flower bears , And draw a soft endearing smile Amid the gloom of grief and tears . ODE ...
... bliss destroy , Nought comforts then the leafless grove But thy sweet note - its only joy . Even so the words of love beguile When pleasure's tree no flower bears , And draw a soft endearing smile Amid the gloom of grief and tears . ODE ...
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... one , - Sad and fadingly ; Shed one drop then - it is gone— Oh ! ' twas born to die ! Still so pale ? then , dearest , weep ; Weep , I'll count the tears , And each one shall be a bliss For thee in SLEEP AND POETRY . 45.
... one , - Sad and fadingly ; Shed one drop then - it is gone— Oh ! ' twas born to die ! Still so pale ? then , dearest , weep ; Weep , I'll count the tears , And each one shall be a bliss For thee in SLEEP AND POETRY . 45.
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John Keats John Gilmer Speed. And each one shall be a bliss For thee in after years . Brighter has it left thine eyes Than a sunny rill ; And thy whispering melodies Are tenderer still . - Yet as all things mourn awhile At fleeting ...
John Keats John Gilmer Speed. And each one shall be a bliss For thee in after years . Brighter has it left thine eyes Than a sunny rill ; And thy whispering melodies Are tenderer still . - Yet as all things mourn awhile At fleeting ...
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... bliss , or , at desire , O ' the omnipotent Father , cleav'st the air On holy message sent - What pleasure's higher ? Wherefore does any grief our joy impair ? 1816 . WRITTEN ON A SUMMER EVENING . ' T HE church bells toll'd a melancholy ...
... bliss , or , at desire , O ' the omnipotent Father , cleav'st the air On holy message sent - What pleasure's higher ? Wherefore does any grief our joy impair ? 1816 . WRITTEN ON A SUMMER EVENING . ' T HE church bells toll'd a melancholy ...
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Apollo art thou beauty behold beneath bliss blue bosom bower breast breath bright brother Carian Charles Cowden Clarke cheek clouds cool dark dear death delight dost doth dream earth Elysium Endymion eyes faint fair Fanny Brawne feel flowers forest gentle George Keats golden gone green grief hand happy heart heaven honour immortal John Keats Keats's kiss leaves LEIGH HUNT light lips listen Lord Houghton lute lyre melodies mighty moon morning mortal mossy muse Naiad never night numbers o'er Peona pinions pleasant pleasure poesy poet rill Ring-doves round Scylla seem'd sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sonnet sorrow soul spirit strange streams summer sweet tears tell tender thee thine things THOMAS CHATTERTON thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas vex'd voice Whence whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth