The Letters and Poems of John Keats ...Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... feel it now . I am a little feverish . " Brown persuaded him to go to bed . After getting into bed he coughed a little and said : " Bring me a candle ; I must see that blood . " He looked long at the stain , he remembered his brother ...
... feel it now . I am a little feverish . " Brown persuaded him to go to bed . After getting into bed he coughed a little and said : " Bring me a candle ; I must see that blood . " He looked long at the stain , he remembered his brother ...
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... feel and try to impart to others those depraved sensations which the want of any education excites in many . " At Naples , Keats got a letter from Shelley invit- ing him to Pisa , but the invitation was not accepted . The two friends ...
... feel and try to impart to others those depraved sensations which the want of any education excites in many . " At Naples , Keats got a letter from Shelley invit- ing him to Pisa , but the invitation was not accepted . The two friends ...
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... feel indeed grateful that he is here , and remember how earnestly I prayed that his suf- fering might end , and that he might be removed from a world where no one grain of comfort remained for him . " Several years ago , some English ...
... feel indeed grateful that he is here , and remember how earnestly I prayed that his suf- fering might end , and that he might be removed from a world where no one grain of comfort remained for him . " Several years ago , some English ...
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... feel for cold her tender feet , From the worn top of some old battlement Hails it with tears , her stout defender sent ; And from her own pure self no joy dissembling , Wraps round her ample robe with happy trembling . Sometimes when ...
... feel for cold her tender feet , From the worn top of some old battlement Hails it with tears , her stout defender sent ; And from her own pure self no joy dissembling , Wraps round her ample robe with happy trembling . Sometimes when ...
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... feel the beauty of a silent eve , Which seem'd full loth this happy world to leave , The light dwelt o'er the scene so lingeringly . He bares his forehead to the cool blue sky , And smiles at the far clearness all around , Until his ...
... feel the beauty of a silent eve , Which seem'd full loth this happy world to leave , The light dwelt o'er the scene so lingeringly . He bares his forehead to the cool blue sky , And smiles at the far clearness all around , Until his ...
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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