The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 2Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... rill ; Which , pure from mossy beds , did down distil , And after parting beds of simple flowers , By many streams a little lake did fill , Which round its marge reflected woven bowers , And , in its middle space , a sky that never ...
... rill ; Which , pure from mossy beds , did down distil , And after parting beds of simple flowers , By many streams a little lake did fill , Which round its marge reflected woven bowers , And , in its middle space , a sky that never ...
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... rill ; And thy whispering melodies + · Are tenderer still . Yet as all things mourn awhile - At fleeting blisses ; Let us too ; but be our dirge A dirge of kisses . 1817 . LINES . T NFELT , unheard , unseen , I've left my little queen ...
... rill ; And thy whispering melodies + · Are tenderer still . Yet as all things mourn awhile - At fleeting blisses ; Let us too ; but be our dirge A dirge of kisses . 1817 . LINES . T NFELT , unheard , unseen , I've left my little queen ...
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... rill . His aged head , crowned with beechen wreath , Seem'd like a poll of ivy in the teeth Of winter hoar . Then came another crowd Of shepherds , lifting in due time aloud Their share of the ditty . After them appear'd , Up - follow'd ...
... rill . His aged head , crowned with beechen wreath , Seem'd like a poll of ivy in the teeth Of winter hoar . Then came another crowd Of shepherds , lifting in due time aloud Their share of the ditty . After them appear'd , Up - follow'd ...
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... rill . Now he is sitting by a shady spring , And elbow - deep with feverous fingering Stems the upbursting cold : a wild rose - tree Pavilions him in bloom , and he doth see A bud which snares his fancy : lo ! but now He plucks it ...
... rill . Now he is sitting by a shady spring , And elbow - deep with feverous fingering Stems the upbursting cold : a wild rose - tree Pavilions him in bloom , and he doth see A bud which snares his fancy : lo ! but now He plucks it ...
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... rill To its old channel , or a swollen tide To margin sallows , where the leaves he spied , And flowers , and wreaths , and ready myrtle crowns Up heaping through the slab : refreshment drowns Itself , and strives its own delights to ...
... rill To its old channel , or a swollen tide To margin sallows , where the leaves he spied , And flowers , and wreaths , and ready myrtle crowns Up heaping through the slab : refreshment drowns Itself , and strives its own delights to ...
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Apollo Arethusa Art thou beauty behold beneath bliss blue bosom bower breast breath bright Carian cheek clouds cool dark dear death delight didst dost doth dream earth Endymion eyes EZRA CORNELL faint fair feel flowers forest gentle George Keats golden gone green grief hand happy hast heart heaven immortal John Keats Keats Keats's kiss last eve leaves LEIGH HUNT light lips Lord Houghton lute lyre melodies mighty morning mortal mossy Naiad never night numbers o'er Peona pinions pleasant pleasure poet rill ring-dove rose round Scylla seem'd sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sonnet sorrow soul spirit stept strange streams summer sweet tears TEIGNMOUTH tell tender thee thine things THOMAS CHATTERTON thou art thou wast thought trees trembling twas vex'd voice whence whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth