The Poetical Works of John KeatsLittle, Brown,., 1865 - 361 стор. |
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... voice will tell On a Dream ... " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone - I cry your mercy Keats's Last Sonnet . pity - love - ay , love THE LIFE OF KEATS . THERE are few poets ...
... voice will tell On a Dream ... " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone - I cry your mercy Keats's Last Sonnet . pity - love - ay , love THE LIFE OF KEATS . THERE are few poets ...
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... voice was on the mountains ; and the mass Of nature's lives and wonders pulsed tenfold , To feel this sun - rise and its glories old . Now while the silent workings of the dawn Were busiest , into that self - same lawn All suddenly ...
... voice was on the mountains ; and the mass Of nature's lives and wonders pulsed tenfold , To feel this sun - rise and its glories old . Now while the silent workings of the dawn Were busiest , into that self - same lawn All suddenly ...
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... voices to the clouds , a fair - wrought car Easily rolling so as scarce to mar The freedom of three steeds of dapple brown : Who stood therein did seem of great renown Among the throng . His youth was fully blown , Showing like Ganymede ...
... voices to the clouds , a fair - wrought car Easily rolling so as scarce to mar The freedom of three steeds of dapple brown : Who stood therein did seem of great renown Among the throng . His youth was fully blown , Showing like Ganymede ...
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... voices cooingly ' mong myrtles , What time thou wanderest at eventide Through sunny meadows , that outskirt the side Of thine enmossed realms : O thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ripen'd fruitage ...
... voices cooingly ' mong myrtles , What time thou wanderest at eventide Through sunny meadows , that outskirt the side Of thine enmossed realms : O thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ripen'd fruitage ...
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... voice upon the mountain - heights ; once more Make my horn parley from their foreheads hoar : Again my trooping hounds their tongues shall loll Around the breathed boar : again I'll poll The fair grown yew - tree , for a chosen bow ...
... voice upon the mountain - heights ; once more Make my horn parley from their foreheads hoar : Again my trooping hounds their tongues shall loll Around the breathed boar : again I'll poll The fair grown yew - tree , for a chosen bow ...
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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