The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats: Now First Brought Together, Including Poems and Numerous Letters Not Before Published, Том 2Reeves & Turner, 1883 |
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... enter'd marveling : for they knew the street , Remember'd it from childhood all complete ( 133 ) Cancelled manuscript readings , Teeming a perfume , and Teeming wing'd odours . ( 138 ) Rejected reading , wainscoated for marbled plain ...
... enter'd marveling : for they knew the street , Remember'd it from childhood all complete ( 133 ) Cancelled manuscript readings , Teeming a perfume , and Teeming wing'd odours . ( 138 ) Rejected reading , wainscoated for marbled plain ...
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... enter in . He enter'd , but he enter'd full of wrath ; 205 210 His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heels , And gave a roar , as if of earthly fire , 215 That scar'd away the meek ethereal Hours And made their dove - wings tremble ...
... enter in . He enter'd , but he enter'd full of wrath ; 205 210 His flaming robes stream'd out beyond his heels , And gave a roar , as if of earthly fire , 215 That scar'd away the meek ethereal Hours And made their dove - wings tremble ...
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... enter'd , but he enter'd f ** His flaming robes stream ' And gave a roar , as if That scar'd away th And made their gloom their plumes immense utspreaded were ; obe maintain'd eclipse. 152 HYPERIO.
... enter'd , but he enter'd f ** His flaming robes stream ' And gave a roar , as if That scar'd away th And made their gloom their plumes immense utspreaded were ; obe maintain'd eclipse. 152 HYPERIO.
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... enter but not return " . It appears that Mr. Theodore Watts , a very close student of Keats and most inti- mate friend of Rossetti , when made cognizant of this view , " was at Perplex'd her with a thousand things , — The stars THE EVE ...
... enter but not return " . It appears that Mr. Theodore Watts , a very close student of Keats and most inti- mate friend of Rossetti , when made cognizant of this view , " was at Perplex'd her with a thousand things , — The stars THE EVE ...
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... Enter ALBERT . ALBERT . Fair on your graces fall this early morrow ! So it is like to do , without my prayers , For your right noble names , like favorite tunes , Have fallen full frequent from our Emperor's lips , High commented with ...
... Enter ALBERT . ALBERT . Fair on your graces fall this early morrow ! So it is like to do , without my prayers , For your right noble names , like favorite tunes , Have fallen full frequent from our Emperor's lips , High commented with ...
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The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats: Now First ..., Том 2 John Keats Повний перегляд - 1883 |
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Agnes ALBERT Aldine edition AURANTHE Basil beauty breath bright cancelled in favour Cancelled manuscript reading cancelled reading cold CONRAD copy of Endymion Dante Gabriel Rossetti dark dated death doth dream ears earth edition Endymion ERMINIA ETHELBERT Eve of St eyes faery fair flowers George Keats GERSA GLOCESTER gloom golden hair hand happy hath head heart heaven Hyperion John Hamilton Reynolds Keats Keats's lady Lamia Leigh Hunt Letters &c line 9 lips Literary Remains look'd Lord Houghton LUDOLPH Lycius Madeline melody moan moon morning mortal never night o'er Otho pain pale pass'd poem poet Porphyro Reynolds rhyme Rossetti Saturn seem'd shade sigh SIGIFRED Sir Charles Dilke's sleep soft song sonnet soul spirit stands cancelled stanza stars stood sweet tears Teignmouth tell thee thine thing thou art thought verse voice warm weep wings word written wrote Отно
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Сторінка 132 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too, While barred clouds bloom the soft-dying day, And touch the stubble-plains with rosy hue; Then in a wailful choir the small gnats mourn Among the river sallows, borne aloft Or sinking as the light wind lives or dies; And full-grown lambs loud bleat from hilly bourn; Hedge-crickets sing; and now with treble soft The redbreast whistles from a garden-croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies.
Сторінка 106 - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee!
Сторінка 110 - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love!
Сторінка 111 - Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?
Сторінка 106 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
Сторінка 132 - Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind; Or on a half-reap'd furrow sound asleep, Drows'd with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings, hours by hours.
Сторінка 104 - MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, > Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Сторінка 37 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
Сторінка 107 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice 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.
Сторінка 87 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd; With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon; Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.