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" Darkness! Darkness! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh? "
The North British Review - Сторінка 85
1849
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The Methodist Review, Том 56;Том 78

1896 - 1034 стор.
...darkness! darkness ! ever must I moan To question heaven and hell and heart in vain — Why did I laugh ? I know this being's lease My fancy to its utmost blisses...shreds ; Verse, fame, and beauty are intense indeed, i\ But death intenser, death is life's high meed. The following extract from still another letter will...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: Chronologically Arranged and Edited, with ...

John Keats - 1914 - 538 стор.
...Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh ? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads ; Yet would I on this very midnight cease, And the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds ; Verse, Fame, and...
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English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson

Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 стор.
...Why did I laugh? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads; 10 Yet could 1 on this very midnight cease, And the world's gaudy...But Death intenser — Death is Life's high meed. SONNET When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain. Before...
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English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson

Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 854 стор.
...Why did I laugh? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads; 10 Yet could 1 ver spurned, But spurned in vain; youth waneth by increasing! Beauty, strength, youth, are flower arc intense indeed, But Death intenser — Death is Life's high meed. SONNET When I have fears that...
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English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson

Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 858 стор.
...Why did I laugh? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads; 10 Yet could 1 ill not far, whose grisly top Belched fire and rolling smoke; the rest entire Sh Farne, and Beauty are intense indeed, But Death intenser — Death is Life's high meed. SONNET When...
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English Prose and Verse from Beowulf to Stevenson

Henry Spackman Pancoast - 1915 - 852 стор.
...Darkness! Darkness! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh? ێ ⦊ ˪ 0 1 10 Yet could I on this very midnight cease, And the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds; Verse, Fame,...
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Odes, Lyrics and Sonnets

John Keats - 1916 - 150 стор.
...Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh ? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads : 10 Yet would I on this very midnight cease, 17. A DREAM, AFTER READING DANTE'S EPISODE OF PAOLO AND...
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John Keats: His Life and Poetry, His Friends, Critics and After-fame

Sidney Colvin - 1917 - 662 стор.
...Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain ! Why did I laugh ? I know this being's lease; My fancy to its utmost...Death is Life's High meed. I went to bed and enjoyed uninterrupted sleep. Sane I went to bed and sane I arose. This is yet another of those invocations...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1917 - 584 стор.
...Darkness ! Darkness ! ever must I moan, To question Heaven and Hell and Heart in vain. Why did I laugh? I know this Being's lease, My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads ; 10 Yet would I on this very midnight cease, And the world's gaudy ensigns see in shreds ; Verse,...
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Publications of the Modern Language Association of America, Том 36

Modern Language Association of America - 1921 - 864 стор.
...says, how far he was from the goal of " divine philosophy", and had come to the conviction that though "My fancy to its utmost blisses spreads: Yet could...indeed But death intenser — Death is Life's high meed " (March 19, 1819). Not satisfied with the "utmost blisses" of fancy, distraught by those dark actualities...
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