Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around... Beauties of the British Poets ... - Сторінка 342автори: George Croly - 1850 - 395 стор.Повний перегляд - Докладніше про цю книгу
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...and dies, Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 278 стор.
...and dies, Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 280 стор.
...and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But ou the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already with thee ! tender... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 стор.
...and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But ou the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already with thee ! tender... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - 540 стор.
...and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow, And leaden-eyed despairs; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
| John Keats - 1846 - 340 стор.
...Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, 104 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
| John Keats - 1846 - 348 стор.
...despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. IV. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1846 - 402 стор.
...and dies ; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs ; Where beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new love pine at them beyond...fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, Hut on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards ; Already with thee... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 стор.
...and dies; Where but to think is to be full of sorrow And leaden-eyed despairs, Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clueter'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
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