| William Hazlitt - 1825 - 480 стор.
...and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. " Soon trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, pcrplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppres&'d Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
| William Hone - 1826 - 882 стор.
...and sees, la fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, Bo t dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay. Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
| William Hone - 1830 - 878 стор.
...and'chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow day , Blissfully baven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims... | |
| 1833 - 360 стор.
...sees, In fancy, fair Saint Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. " Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex' d she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
| 1859 - 980 стор.
...Keats enfolds it in a classic voluptuousness ; how exquisite is the description of Madeline asleep : "Blissfully havened both from joy and pain; Clasped like a missal where swart Paynima pray; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, Ai though a rote ihould shut, and be a bud... | |
| William Hone - 1839 - 874 стор.
...and sees, Ii fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, Hat dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest. In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay. Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 стор.
...chilly nest. In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd ahe lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Closp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pmy , Blinded alike from... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 стор.
...In son of wakeful swoon, perples'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd HIT soolhed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray, Blinded alike from... | |
| John Keats - 1841 - 254 стор.
...and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
| 1842 - 818 стор.
...her couch, and describes her soul in sleep, as Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, At though a rote should shut, and be a bud again. With this last exquisite metaphor, I take leave of... | |
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