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" She found me roots of relish sweet. And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — 'I love thee true! "
The Life and Letters of John Keats - Сторінка 204
автори: John Keats, Richard Monckton Milnes (Baron Houghton) - 1867 - 363 стор.
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The Indicator, and the Companion: A Miscellany for the Fields and the ..., Том 1

Leigh Hunt - 1834 - 342 стор.
...deep, And there I shut her wild sad eyes — So kiss'd to sleep. And there we slumber'd on the moss, And there I dream'd, ah woe betide, The latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill side. I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death pale were they all ; Who cried,...
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Essays

Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 стор.
...not to be found in the collected works of that delightful poet And there we slumber'd on the moss, And there I dream'd, ah woe betide The latest dream I ever drcam'd On the cold lull side. I Raw pale kings, and princes too. Pale warriors, death-pale were they...
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Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats

John Keats - 1848 - 414 стор.
...And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — " I love thee true." VIII. She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept,...latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill's side. z. I saw pale kings and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all ; XI. I saw their starved...
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Life, letters, and literary remains, of John Keats, Том 2

Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 324 стор.
...And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — " I love thee true." VIII. She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept,...four. IX. And there she lulled me asleep, And there I dream 'd — Ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill's side. X. I saw pale...
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Life, Letters, and Literary Remains, of John Keats

John Keats - 1848 - 420 стор.
...And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said— " I love thee true." VIII. She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept,...there I shut her wild wild eyes With kisses four. / ,, ...... XX. • And there she lulled me asleep, And there I dream'd—Ah ! woe betide ! The latest...
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Tait's Edinburgh magazine, Том 23

1856 - 784 стор.
...sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew ; And sure in language strange she said — ' I love thec trae.' " She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept and sighed full sore, And there I shut her wild, wild eyes With kisses four. " And there she lulled me...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: With a Life

John Keats - 1859 - 524 стор.
...sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said— "Hove thee true." VIII. She took me to her elfin grot, And there she wept,...four. IX. And there she lulled me asleep, And there I dream'd—Ah ! woe betide ! The latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill's side. X. I saw pale...
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Beautiful poetry, selected by the ed. of The Critic, Том 6

Beautiful poetry - 1859 - 420 стор.
...deep, And there I shut her wild sad eyes— So kiss'd to sleep. And there we slumbcr'd on the moss, And there I dream'd, ah woe betide The latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill side. I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; Who cried, "...
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Nightingale Valley: A Collection, Including a Great Number of the Choicest ...

William Allingham - 1860 - 316 стор.
...deep, And there I shut her wild sad eyes — So kiss'd to sleep. And there we slumber'd on the moss, And there I dream'd, ah woe betide, The latest dream I ever dream'd On the cold hill-side. I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all ; Who cried "...
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Harper's New Monthly Magazine, Том 20

1860 - 874 стор.
...sweet. And honey wild, and manna dew; And sure in language strange she said — UI love thee true." She took me to her elfin grot. And there she wept, and sigh'd full eorc, And there I shut her wild sad eyes With kisses four. And there she lulled me asleep, And there...
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