The Letters and Poems of John Keats ...Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... Twas even so . But let me think away those times of woe : Now ' tis a fairer season ; ye have breathed Rich benedictions o'er us ; ye have wreathed Fresh garlands : for sweet music has been heard In many places ; some has been upstirr'd ...
... Twas even so . But let me think away those times of woe : Now ' tis a fairer season ; ye have breathed Rich benedictions o'er us ; ye have wreathed Fresh garlands : for sweet music has been heard In many places ; some has been upstirr'd ...
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... sweet 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.
... sweet 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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... Twas but to say adieu ! ' Twas but to kiss my hand , dear George , to you ! August , 1816 . ! TO CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE . FT have you seen 54 EARLY POEMS .
... Twas but to say adieu ! ' Twas but to kiss my hand , dear George , to you ! August , 1816 . ! TO CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE . FT have you seen 54 EARLY POEMS .
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... sweetest flower wild nature yields , A fresh - blown musk - rose ; ' twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew VOL . II . 9 As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And TO A FRIEND WHO SENT ME SOME ROSES .
... sweetest flower wild nature yields , A fresh - blown musk - rose ; ' twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew VOL . II . 9 As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And TO A FRIEND WHO SENT ME SOME ROSES .
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... twas believed ever , That not one fleecy lamb which thus did sever From the white flock , but pass'd unworried By any wolf , or pard with prying head , Until it came to some unfooted plains Where fed the herds of Pan : ay , great his ...
... twas believed ever , That not one fleecy lamb which thus did sever From the white flock , but pass'd unworried By any wolf , or pard with prying head , Until it came to some unfooted plains Where fed the herds of Pan : ay , great 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