The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... been embroider'd with dim dreams ; My soul had been a lawn besprinkled o'er With flowers , and stirring shades , and baffled beams : The morn was clouded , but no shower fell , Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of 14 ODES .
... been embroider'd with dim dreams ; My soul had been a lawn besprinkled o'er With flowers , and stirring shades , and baffled beams : The morn was clouded , but no shower fell , Tho ' in her lids hung the sweet tears of 14 ODES .
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... morn , Had taken captive her two eyes , Among its golden broideries ; Perplex'd her with a thousand things , - The stars of Heaven , and angels ' wings , Martyrs in a fiery blaze , Azure saints and silver rays , Moses ' breastplate ...
... morn , Had taken captive her two eyes , Among its golden broideries ; Perplex'd her with a thousand things , - The stars of Heaven , and angels ' wings , Martyrs in a fiery blaze , Azure saints and silver rays , Moses ' breastplate ...
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... morn their love grew tenderer , With every eve deeper and tenderer still ; He might not in house , field , or garden stir , But her full shape would all his seeing fill ; And his continual voice was pleasanter To her , than noise of ...
... morn their love grew tenderer , With every eve deeper and tenderer still ; He might not in house , field , or garden stir , But her full shape would all his seeing fill ; And his continual voice was pleasanter To her , than noise of ...
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... morning - step upon the stair . IV . A whole long month of May in this sad plight Made their cheeks paler by the break of June : " To - morrow will I bow to my delight , To - morrow will I ask my lady's boon . " - " O may I never see ...
... morning - step upon the stair . IV . A whole long month of May in this sad plight Made their cheeks paler by the break of June : " To - morrow will I bow to my delight , To - morrow will I ask my lady's boon . " - " O may I never see ...
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... art leading me from wintry cold , Lady ! thou leadest me to summer clime , And I must taste the blossoms that unfold In its ripe warmth this gracious morning time . " So said , his erewhile timid lips grew bold , ISABELLA . 27.
... art leading me from wintry cold , Lady ! thou leadest me to summer clime , And I must taste the blossoms that unfold In its ripe warmth this gracious morning time . " So said , his erewhile timid lips grew bold , ISABELLA . 27.
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