The Poetical Works of John KeatsLittle, Brown,., 1865 - 361 стор. |
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... rill . His aged head , crowned with beechen wreath , Seem'd like a poll of ivy in the teeth Of winter hoar . Then came another crowd Of shepherds , lifting in due time aloud Their share of the ditty . After them appear'd , Up - follow'd ...
... rill . His aged head , crowned with beechen wreath , Seem'd like a poll of ivy in the teeth Of winter hoar . Then came another crowd Of shepherds , lifting in due time aloud Their share of the ditty . After them appear'd , Up - follow'd ...
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... rill . Now he is sitting by a shady spring , And elbow - deep with feverous fingering Stems the upbursting cold : a wild rose - tree Pavilions him in bloom , and he doth see A bud which snares his fancy : lo ! but now He plucks it ...
... rill . Now he is sitting by a shady spring , And elbow - deep with feverous fingering Stems the upbursting cold : a wild rose - tree Pavilions him in bloom , and he doth see A bud which snares his fancy : lo ! but now He plucks it ...
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... rill To its old channel , or a swollen tide To margin sallows , were the leaves he spied , And flowers , and wreaths , and ready myrtle crowns Upheaping through the slab : refreshment drowns Itself , and strives its own delights to hide ...
... rill To its old channel , or a swollen tide To margin sallows , were the leaves he spied , And flowers , and wreaths , and ready myrtle crowns Upheaping through the slab : refreshment drowns Itself , and strives its own delights to hide ...
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... rill , Thou haply mayst delight in , will I fill With fairy fishes from the mountain tarn , And thou shalt feed them from the squirrel's barn . Its bottom will I strew with amber shells , And pebbles blue from deep enchanted wells . Its ...
... rill , Thou haply mayst delight in , will I fill With fairy fishes from the mountain tarn , And thou shalt feed them from the squirrel's barn . Its bottom will I strew with amber shells , And pebbles blue from deep enchanted wells . Its ...
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... rill to trace Love's silver name upon the meadow's face . I'll kneel to Vesta , for a flame of fire ; And to god Phoebus , for a golden lyre ; To Empress Dian , for a hunting - spear ; To Vesper , for a taper silver - clear , That I may ...
... rill to trace Love's silver name upon the meadow's face . I'll kneel to Vesta , for a flame of fire ; And to god Phoebus , for a golden lyre ; To Empress Dian , for a hunting - spear ; To Vesper , for a taper silver - clear , That I may ...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: With Memoir, Explanatory Notes, Etc John Keats Перегляд фрагмента - 1899 |
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Adieu Apollo art thou Bacchus beauty behold beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE cheek chidden clouds cold Corinth dark death delight divine dost doth dream earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forest gentle gloom golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hermes Hyperion immortal Keats kiss Lamia leaves light lips look lute Lycius lyre melody morning mortal mossy 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 trembling twas voice warm weep whence whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth