The Letters and Poems of John Keats, Том 3Dodd, Mead, 1883 |
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... Thou foster - child of Silence and slow Time , Sylvan historian , who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly ... thou canst not leave Thy song , nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold Lover , never , never canst thou kiss ...
... Thou foster - child of Silence and slow Time , Sylvan historian , who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly ... thou canst not leave Thy song , nor ever can those trees be bare ; Bold Lover , never , never canst thou kiss ...
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... thou art desolate can e'er return . O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought , With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou , silent form ! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity : Cold ...
... thou art desolate can e'er return . O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought , With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou , silent form ! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity : Cold ...
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... thou standest there , - Beckon me not into the wintry air . Ah ! dearest love , sweet home of all my fears , And hopes , and joys , and panting miseries , — To - night , if I may guess , thy beauty wears A smile of such delight , As ...
... thou standest there , - Beckon me not into the wintry air . Ah ! dearest love , sweet home of all my fears , And hopes , and joys , and panting miseries , — To - night , if I may guess , thy beauty wears A smile of such delight , As ...
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... thou 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.
... thou 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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... thou a pardon here , and then the tale Shall move on soberly , as it is meet ; There is no other crime , no mad assail To make old prose in modern rhyme more sweet : But it is done - succeed the verse or fail- To honour thee , and thy ...
... thou a pardon here , and then the tale Shall move on soberly , as it is meet ; There is no other crime , no mad assail To make old prose in modern rhyme more sweet : But it is done - succeed the verse or fail- To honour thee , and thy ...
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