The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 ページ |
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... ring - dove Let fall a sprig of yew - tree in his path And how he died : and then , that love doth scathe The gentle heart , as northern blasts do roses ; And then the ballad of his sad life closes With sighs , and an alas ! -Endymion ...
... ring - dove Let fall a sprig of yew - tree in his path And how he died : and then , that love doth scathe The gentle heart , as northern blasts do roses ; And then the ballad of his sad life closes With sighs , and an alas ! -Endymion ...
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... ring - dove Let fall a sprig of yew - tree in his path If And how he died : and then , that love doth scathe The gentle heart , as northern blasts do roses ; And then the ballad of his sad life closes With sighs , and an alas ...
... ring - dove Let fall a sprig of yew - tree in his path If And how he died : and then , that love doth scathe The gentle heart , as northern blasts do roses ; And then the ballad of his sad life closes With sighs , and an alas ...
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... ring Of Nereids were about him , in kind strife To usher back his spirit into life : But still he slept . At last ... dove shall not hatch Her ready eggs , before I'll kissing snatch Thee into endless heaven . Awake ! awake ! " The youth ...
... ring Of Nereids were about him , in kind strife To usher back his spirit into life : But still he slept . At last ... dove shall not hatch Her ready eggs , before I'll kissing snatch Thee into endless heaven . Awake ! awake ! " The youth ...
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... ring - dove fray'd and fled . XXIII . Out went the taper as she hurried in ; Its little smoke , in pallid moonshine , died : She closed the door , she panted , all akin To spirits of the air , and visions wide : No utter'd syllable , or ...
... ring - dove fray'd and fled . XXIII . Out went the taper as she hurried in ; Its little smoke , in pallid moonshine , died : She closed the door , she panted , all akin To spirits of the air , and visions wide : No utter'd syllable , or ...
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Adieu ALPHEUS FELCH Apollo art thou beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian censer CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE cheek clouds cool Corinth dark death delight divine dost doth dream e'er earth Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair feel flowers forest gentle golden Gondibert green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hyperion Keats kiss Lamia leaves LEIGH HUNT light lips look look'd lute Lycius lyre melodies morn mortal mossy Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pinions pleasant poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas voice warm weep Whence whispering wild wind wings wonder young youth
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302 ページ - MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk...
229 ページ - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
302 ページ - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
304 ページ - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
322 ページ - I have heard that on a day Mine host's sign-board flew away Nobody knew whither, till An astrologer's old quill To a sheepskin gave the story — Said he saw you in your glory Underneath a...
304 ページ - Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain,~ While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
406 ページ - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried — "La belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
xix ページ - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
378 ページ - To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
212 ページ - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...