The Poetical Works of John KeatsLittle, Brown,., 1865 - 361 стор. |
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... Thou wast to lose fair Syrinx - do thou now , By thy love's milky brow ! By all the trembling mazes that she ran , Hear us , great Pan ! " O thou , for whose soul - soothing quiet , turtles Passion their voices cooingly ' mong myrtles ...
... Thou wast to lose fair Syrinx - do thou now , By thy love's milky brow ! By all the trembling mazes that she ran , Hear us , great Pan ! " O thou , for whose soul - soothing quiet , turtles Passion their voices cooingly ' mong myrtles ...
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... thou art as a dove Trembling its closed eyes and sleeked wings About me ; and the pearliest dew not brings Such morning incense from the fields of May , As do those brighter drops that twinkling stray From those kind eyes , the very ...
... thou art as a dove Trembling its closed eyes and sleeked wings About me ; and the pearliest dew not brings Such morning incense from the fields of May , As do those brighter drops that twinkling stray From those kind eyes , the very ...
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... thou dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against ...
... thou dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against ...
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... thou a symbol of her golden hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; - thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee yet she had , Not - Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were ...
... thou a symbol of her golden hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; - thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee yet she had , Not - Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were ...
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... thou didst adorn , with amber studs , My hunting - cap , because I laugh'd and smiled , Chatted with thee , and many days exiled All torment from my breast ; ' twas even then , Straying about , yet coop'd up in the den Of helpless ...
... thou didst adorn , with amber studs , My hunting - cap , because I laugh'd and smiled , Chatted with thee , and many days exiled All torment from my breast ; ' twas even then , Straying about , yet coop'd up in the den Of helpless ...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: With Memoir, Explanatory Notes, Etc John Keats Перегляд фрагмента - 1899 |
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