The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 páginas |
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... morn : Apollo's upward fire Made every eastern cloud a silvery pyre Of brightness so unsullied , that therein A melancholy spirit well might win Oblivion , and melt out his essence fine Into the winds : rain - scented eglantine Gave ...
... morn : Apollo's upward fire Made every eastern cloud a silvery pyre Of brightness so unsullied , that therein A melancholy spirit well might win Oblivion , and melt out his essence fine Into the winds : rain - scented eglantine Gave ...
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... morning incense from the fields of May , As do those brighter drops that twinkling stray From those kind eyes , —the very home and haunt Of sisterly affection . Can I want Aught else , aught nearer heaven , than such tears ? Yet dry ...
... morning incense from the fields of May , As do those brighter drops that twinkling stray From those kind eyes , —the very home and haunt Of sisterly affection . Can I want Aught else , aught nearer heaven , than such tears ? Yet dry ...
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... morn . And , but from the deep cavern there was borne 200 A voice , he had been froze to senseless stone ; Nor sigh of his , nor plaint , nor passion'd moan Had more been heard . Thus swell'd it forth : " Descend , Young mountaineer ...
... morn . And , but from the deep cavern there was borne 200 A voice , he had been froze to senseless stone ; Nor sigh of his , nor plaint , nor passion'd moan Had more been heard . Thus swell'd it forth : " Descend , Young mountaineer ...
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... Officiously . Sideway his face reposed On one white arm , and tenderly unclosed , By tenderest pressure , a faint damask mouth To slumbery pout ; just as the morning south Disparts a dew - lipp'd rose . Above his head ENDYMION . 55.
... Officiously . Sideway his face reposed On one white arm , and tenderly unclosed , By tenderest pressure , a faint damask mouth To slumbery pout ; just as the morning south Disparts a dew - lipp'd rose . Above his head ENDYMION . 55.
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... lo ! the wreathed green Disparted , and far upward could be seen . Blue heaven , and a silver car , air - borne , Whose silent wheels , fresh wet from clouds of morn , Spun off a drizzling dew , —which falling chill On ENDYMION . 59.
... lo ! the wreathed green Disparted , and far upward could be seen . Blue heaven , and a silver car , air - borne , Whose silent wheels , fresh wet from clouds of morn , Spun off a drizzling dew , —which falling chill On ENDYMION . 59.
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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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Página 302 - 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...
Página 229 - 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.
Página 302 - 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...
Página 304 - 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...
Página 322 - 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...
Página 304 - 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.
Página 406 - 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.
Página xix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Página 378 - 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.
Página 212 - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...