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" But here there is no light Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 1 cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs... "
The Edinburgh magazine, and literary miscellany, a new series of The Scots ... - Сторінка 315
1820
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The Poetics of Spice: Romantic Consumerism and the Exotic

Timothy Morton - 2006 - 300 стор.
...'Ode to a Nightingale' (1819; published 1820), in an occupatio that describes by not describing: 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, / Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs' (41-2). The entire poem is ambient: words sound like bells (71), the 'faery lands' (70) seem contiguous...
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The Unrivalled Spangles

Karen Wallace - 2006 - 219 стор.
...talent for reciting Keats's poetry and for healing terriers." As he spoke, he could hear her voice: / cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs about the boughs. Alfred had never heard such a lovely voice. "Healing terriers?" Edward spluttered...
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Posthumous Keats: A Personal Biography

Stanley Plumly - 2008 - 392 стор.
...both examples do far more than franchise the beauty of Keats's language — / cannot see whatjlowers are at my feet. Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs . . . Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness, Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun . . . — they...
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