The Letters and Poems of John Keats ...Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... Hast thou a goblet for dark sparkling wine ? That goblet right heavy , and massy , and gold ? And splendidly mark'd with the story divine Of Armida the fair , and Rinaldo the bold ? Hast thou a steed with a mane richly flowing ? Hast ...
... Hast thou a goblet for dark sparkling wine ? That goblet right heavy , and massy , and gold ? And splendidly mark'd with the story divine Of Armida the fair , and Rinaldo the bold ? Hast thou a steed with a mane richly flowing ? Hast ...
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... the stream To meet her glorious brother's greeting beam . I marvel much that thou hast never told How , from a flower , into a fish of gold VOL . II . 7 Apollo changed thee : how thou next didst seem A EPISTLE TO GEORGE Felton MATHEW . 49.
... the stream To meet her glorious brother's greeting beam . I marvel much that thou hast never told How , from a flower , into a fish of gold VOL . II . 7 Apollo changed thee : how thou next didst seem A EPISTLE TO GEORGE Felton MATHEW . 49.
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... hast never told thy travels strange , And all the wonders of the mazy range O'er pebbly crystal , and o'er golden sands ; Kissing thy daily food from Naiads ' pearly hands . November , 1815 . EPISTLE TO MY BROTHER GEORGE . A ULL many a ...
... hast never told thy travels strange , And all the wonders of the mazy range O'er pebbly crystal , and o'er golden sands ; Kissing thy daily food from Naiads ' pearly hands . November , 1815 . EPISTLE TO MY BROTHER GEORGE . A ULL many a ...
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... Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against some deer - herd bent , Sacred to Dian ? Haply , thou hast seen Her naked limbs among the alders green ...
... Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against some deer - herd bent , Sacred to Dian ? Haply , thou hast seen Her naked limbs among the alders green ...
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... Hast thou a symbol of her golden hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; Not thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee - yet she had , Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were ...
... Hast thou a symbol of her golden hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; Not thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee - yet she had , Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were ...
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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