The Poetical Works of John KeatsE. Moxon, 1854 - 375 стор. |
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... smile was on his countenance ; he seem'd To common lookers - on like one who dream'd Of idleness in groves Elysian : But there were some who feelingly could scan A lurking trouble in his nether lip , And see that oftentimes the reins ...
... smile was on his countenance ; he seem'd To common lookers - on like one who dream'd Of idleness in groves Elysian : But there were some who feelingly could scan A lurking trouble in his nether lip , And see that oftentimes the reins ...
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... smile no more , Peona ; nor will wed Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear up against it : so farewell , sad sigh ; And come instead demurest meditation , To occupy me wholly , and to fashion My pilgrimage for the world's dusky ...
... smile no more , Peona ; nor will wed Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear up against it : so farewell , sad sigh ; And come instead demurest meditation , To occupy me wholly , and to fashion My pilgrimage for the world's dusky ...
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... smile , or kind behest , The path of love and poesy . But rest , In chafing restlessness , is yet more drear Than to be crush'd , in striving to uprear Love's standard on the battlements of song . So once more days and nights aid me ...
... smile , or kind behest , The path of love and poesy . But rest , In chafing restlessness , is yet more drear Than to be crush'd , in striving to uprear Love's standard on the battlements of song . So once more days and nights aid me ...
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... - but alas ! too well I see Thou know'st the deepness of his misery . Ah ! smile not so , my son : I tell thee true , That when through heavy hours I used to rue The endless sleep of this new - born Adon '. ENDYMION . 77.
... - but alas ! too well I see Thou know'st the deepness of his misery . Ah ! smile not so , my son : I tell thee true , That when through heavy hours I used to rue The endless sleep of this new - born Adon '. ENDYMION . 77.
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... smile . Then up he rose , like one whose tedious toil Had watch'd for years in forlorn hermitage , Who had not from mid - life to utmost age Eased in one accent his o'erburden'd soul , Even to the trees . He rose : he grasp'd his stole ...
... smile . Then up he rose , like one whose tedious toil Had watch'd for years in forlorn hermitage , Who had not from mid - life to utmost age Eased in one accent his o'erburden'd soul , Even to the trees . He rose : he grasp'd his stole ...
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Adieu Apollo Arethusa art thou Bacchus beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian censer CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE chidden clouds cold Corinth dark death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forest gentle golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hermes Hyperion immortal Keats kiss Lamia leaves light lips look lute Lycius lyre melodies morning mortal Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pleasant poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Satyrs Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought touch'd trembling twas voice warm weep whence whispering wild wind wings wonder young youth