The Letters of John KeatsReeves & Turner, 1895 - 522 стор. |
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... sweet noise , And Discord unconfoundest , Giving Delight new joys , W And Pleasure nobler pinions ! O , where are thy dominions ? Lend thine ear To a young Delian oath , —aye , by thy soul , By all that from thy mortal lips did roll ...
... sweet noise , And Discord unconfoundest , Giving Delight new joys , W And Pleasure nobler pinions ! O , where are thy dominions ? Lend thine ear To a young Delian oath , —aye , by thy soul , By all that from thy mortal lips did roll ...
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... sweet of this Shakespearian fruit . Chief Poet ! and ye clouds of Albion , Begetters of our deep eternal theme , When I am through the old oak forest gone Let me not wander in a barren dream , But , when I am consumed with the Fire ...
... sweet of this Shakespearian fruit . Chief Poet ! and ye clouds of Albion , Begetters of our deep eternal theme , When I am through the old oak forest gone Let me not wander in a barren dream , But , when I am consumed with the Fire ...
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... sweet tooth out . 5 . There's a sigh for yes , and a sigh for no , And a sigh for I can't bear it ! O what can be done , shall we stay or run ? O cut the sweet apple and share it ! Now I purposed to write to you a serious poetical ...
... sweet tooth out . 5 . There's a sigh for yes , and a sigh for no , And a sigh for I can't bear it ! O what can be done , shall we stay or run ? O cut the sweet apple and share it ! Now I purposed to write to you a serious poetical ...
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... sweet- heart ! " I wrote to Bailey yesterday , obliged to speak in a high way , and a damme who's afraid - for I had owed him so long ; however , he shall see I will be better in future . Is he in town yet ? I have directed to Oxford as ...
... sweet- heart ! " I wrote to Bailey yesterday , obliged to speak in a high way , and a damme who's afraid - for I had owed him so long ; however , he shall see I will be better in future . Is he in town yet ? I have directed to Oxford as ...
Сторінка 103
... grass harsh- A pleasant summer level Where the maidens sweet Of the Market Street , Do meet in the dusk to revel . There's the Barton rich With dyke and ditch And hedge for the thrush to live in And the 1818 ] 103 LETTER TO HAYDON .
... grass harsh- A pleasant summer level Where the maidens sweet Of the Market Street , Do meet in the dusk to revel . There's the Barton rich With dyke and ditch And hedge for the thrush to live in And the 1818 ] 103 LETTER TO HAYDON .
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Abbey able affectionate Brother John afraid Bailey beautiful Bedhampton BENJAMIN ROBERT HAYDON Book Brown called CHARLES ARMITAGE BROWN CHARLES WENTWORTH DILKE copy dear Fanny dear Haydon dear Reynolds dearest delight Dilke dined endeavour Endymion eyes FANNY BRAWNE FANNY KEATS feel friend John Keats George Girl give glad Hampstead happy Haslam Hazlitt head hear heard heart hope Hunt Isle Isle of Wight JOHN HAMILTON REYNOLDS keep Lady lately leave letter live look mind Miss morning Mother Mountains never night pass perhaps pleasant pleasure poem poet Poetry Port Patrick Postmark remember Rice seen Shanklin sister sonnet soon sorry sort soul speak spirits Staffa Street sweet talk Teignmouth tell thee thing THOMAS KEATS thou thought to-day to-morrow town walk Walthamstow Wentworth Place wish word Wordsworth write written wrote yesterday
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Сторінка 207 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Сторінка 256 - Of their sorrows and delights; Of their passions and their spites; Of their glory and their shame; What doth strengthen and what maim. Thus ye teach us, every day, Wisdom, though fled far away. Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth!
Сторінка 257 - Tales and golden histories Of heaven and its mysteries. Thus ye live on high, and then On the earth ye live again; And the souls ye left behind you Teach us, here, the way to find you, Where your other souls are joying, Never slumber'd, never cloying.
Сторінка 84 - SOULS of Poets dead and gone, What Elysium have ye known, Happy field or mossy cavern, Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Сторінка 11 - ON THE SEA It keeps eternal whisperings around Desolate shores, and with its mighty swell Gluts twice ten thousand Caverns, till the spell Of Hecate leaves them their old shadowy sound. Often 'tis in such gentle temper found, That scarcely will the very smallest shell Be moved for days from where it sometime fell, When last the winds of Heaven were unbound.
Сторінка 90 - Now it is more noble to sit like Jove than to fly like Mercury — let us not therefore go hurrying about and collecting honey, bee-like buzzing here and there impatiently from a knowledge of what is to be aimed at; but let us open our leaves like a flower and be passive and receptive...
Сторінка 302 - In this state of effeminacy the fibres of the brain are relaxed in common with the rest of the body, and to such a happy degree that pleasure has no show of enticement and pain no unbearable frown.
Сторінка 305 - WHY did I laugh to-night ? No voice will tell; No God, no Demon of severe response, Deigns to reply from Heaven or from Hell: Then to my human heart I turn at once. Heart ! Thou and I are here sad and alone...
Сторінка 252 - Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone...
Сторінка 207 - Praise or blame has but a momentary effect on the man whose love of beauty in the abstract makes him a severe critic on his own Works. My own domestic criticism has given me pain without comparison beyond what Blackwood...