 | Frederic William Farrar - 1883 - 326 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...pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, AH though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. HYPERION'S GLOOM. BUT horrors, portioned to a giant... | |
 | John Greenleaf Whittier - 1883 - 382 стор.
...awake, and 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...sleep oppressed Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully havened both from joy and away; pain; Clasped... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 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, T'ntil the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | John Keats - 1883 - 608 стор.
...was— Unclasps her fragrant boddice : to her knees Her sweet attire creeps down by slow degrees; XXVII. 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 James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 388 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... | |
 | John Keats - 1883 - 310 стор.
...sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVII. 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... | |
 | Abby Sage Richardson - 1884 - 498 стор.
...behind, or all the charm is fled. " Soon trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of watchful swoon, perplexed she lay, Until the poppied warmth...soul fatigued away; Flown like a thought until the morrow day, Blissfully havened, both from joy and pain; Clasped like a missal where swart Paynims pray,... | |
 | James Thomas Fields - 1884 - 988 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...she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressed Iler soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown like a thought, until the morrow-day; Blissfully... | |
 | Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 стор.
...sees, cove. In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is tied. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest. In sort...from joy and pain; Clasped like a missal where swart I'aynims pray : Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shat, and be a bud... | |
 | 1886 - 226 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... | |
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Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. 
