Life of John KeatsW. Scott, 1887 - 217 стор. |
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... never again be secure in robustness . " The residence of Keats and his brother Tom in Hampstead , a first - floor lodging , was in Well Walk , No. 1 , next to the Wells Tavern , which was then called the Green Man . The reader who has a ...
... never again be secure in robustness . " The residence of Keats and his brother Tom in Hampstead , a first - floor lodging , was in Well Walk , No. 1 , next to the Wells Tavern , which was then called the Green Man . The reader who has a ...
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... never came , no purchaser for the boat being procurable . Out of the £ 1,100 which Tom Keats had left , George received £ 440 , John hardly more than £ 200 , George thus repaying himself some money which had been previously advanced for ...
... never came , no purchaser for the boat being procurable . Out of the £ 1,100 which Tom Keats had left , George received £ 440 , John hardly more than £ 200 , George thus repaying himself some money which had been previously advanced for ...
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... never to be forgotten , said : ' I know the colour of that blood - it is arterial blood . I cannot be deceived in that colour . That drop is my death - warrant ; I must die . " " A surgeon arrived shortly , bled Keats , and pronounced ...
... never to be forgotten , said : ' I know the colour of that blood - it is arterial blood . I cannot be deceived in that colour . That drop is my death - warrant ; I must die . " " A surgeon arrived shortly , bled Keats , and pronounced ...
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... never met again . The hand with which he grasped Brown's , and which he had of old " clenched against Hammond's , " was now , according to his own words , " that of a man of fifty . " Things had thus gone on pretty well with Keats's ...
... never met again . The hand with which he grasped Brown's , and which he had of old " clenched against Hammond's , " was now , according to his own words , " that of a man of fifty . " Things had thus gone on pretty well with Keats's ...
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... never change ? My love , will it ? I have no limit now to my love . " Your note came in just here . I cannot be ' happier ' away from you ; ' tis richer than an argosy of pearls . Do not threat me , even in jest . I have been astonished ...
... never change ? My love , will it ? I have no limit now to my love . " Your note came in just here . I cannot be ' happier ' away from you ; ' tis richer than an argosy of pearls . Do not threat me , even in jest . I have been astonished ...
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Сторінка 151 - Dilke on various subjects; several things dove-tailed in my mind, and at once it struck me what quality went to form a Man of Achievement, especially in Literature, and which Shakespeare possessed so enormously — I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
Сторінка 193 - I met a lady in the meads Full beautiful - a faery's child, Her hair was long, her foot was light, And her eyes were wild.
Сторінка 114 - Bright Star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient, sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores...
Сторінка 196 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Сторінка 197 - Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath...
Сторінка 87 - Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep ; and such are daffodils With the green world they live in...
Сторінка 197 - I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home. She stood in tears amid the alien corn ; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf.
Сторінка 95 - I think I shall be among the English Poets after my death. Even as a Matter of present interest the attempt to crush me in the Quarterly has only brought me more into notice, and it is a common expression among book men, " I wonder the Quarterly should cut its own throat.
Сторінка 193 - She found me roots of relish sweet, And honey wild, and manna dew, And sure in language strange she said — "I love thee true!
Сторінка 197 - Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend to man, to whom thou say'st, "Beauty is truth, truth beauty,"—that is all Ye know on earth, and all ye need to know.
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