The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... Lady there , Whose heart had brooded , all that wintry day , On love , and wing'd St. Agnes ' saintly care , As she had heard old dames full many times declare . 1 1 VI . They told her how , upon St. Agnes 92 THE EVE OF ST . AGNES .
... Lady there , Whose heart had brooded , all that wintry day , On love , and wing'd St. Agnes ' saintly care , As she had heard old dames full many times declare . 1 1 VI . They told her how , upon St. Agnes 92 THE EVE OF ST . AGNES .
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... lady fair the conjuror plays This very night : good angels her deceive ! But let me laugh awhile , -I've mickle time to grieve . " XV . Feebly she laugheth in the languid moon , While Porphyro upon her face doth look , Like puzzled ...
... lady fair the conjuror plays This very night : good angels her deceive ! But let me laugh awhile , -I've mickle time to grieve . " XV . Feebly she laugheth in the languid moon , While Porphyro upon her face doth look , Like puzzled ...
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... lady wed , Or may I never leave my grave among the dead . " XXI . So saying she hobbled off with busy fear . The lover's endless minutes slowly pass'd ; The dame return'd , and whisper'd in his ear To follow her ; with aged eyes aghast ...
... lady wed , Or may I never leave my grave among the dead . " XXI . So saying she hobbled off with busy fear . The lover's endless minutes slowly pass'd ; The dame return'd , and whisper'd in his ear To follow her ; with aged eyes aghast ...
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... lady's eyes ; So mused awhile , entoil'd in woofed phantasies . XXXIII . Awakening up , he took her hollow lute , — Tumultuous , and , in chords that tenderest be , - He play'd an ancient ditty , long since mute , In Provence call'd ...
... lady's eyes ; So mused awhile , entoil'd in woofed phantasies . XXXIII . Awakening up , he took her hollow lute , — Tumultuous , and , in chords that tenderest be , - He play'd an ancient ditty , long since mute , In Provence call'd ...
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... Lady O , would to Heaven your poor servant Could do you better service than mere words ! But I have other greeting than mine own , - From no less man than Otho , who has sent This ring as pledge of dearest amity ; ' Tis chosen , I hear ...
... Lady O , would to Heaven your poor servant Could do you better service than mere words ! But I have other greeting than mine own , - From no less man than Otho , who has sent This ring as pledge of dearest amity ; ' Tis chosen , I hear ...
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