The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 էջ |
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... hair was brown and fine , falling in natural ringlets about a face in which energy and sensibility were remarkably mixed up . Every feature was delicately cut ; the chin was bold ; and about the mouth something of a pugnacious ...
... hair was brown and fine , falling in natural ringlets about a face in which energy and sensibility were remarkably mixed up . Every feature was delicately cut ; the chin was bold ; and about the mouth something of a pugnacious ...
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... hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; Not thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee - yet she had , Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were simply gordian'd up and braided ...
... hair ? Not oat - sheaves drooping in the western sun ; Not thy soft hand , fair sister ! let me shun Such follying before thee - yet she had , Indeed , locks bright enough to make me mad ; And they were simply gordian'd up and braided ...
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... my labyrinthine hair . ' At that oppress'd , I hurried in . — Ah ! where Are those swift moments ! Whither are they fled ? I'll smile no more , Peona ; nor will wed Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear ENDYMION . 39.
... my labyrinthine hair . ' At that oppress'd , I hurried in . — Ah ! where Are those swift moments ! Whither are they fled ? I'll smile no more , Peona ; nor will wed Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear ENDYMION . 39.
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... hair ; another flew In through the woven roof , and fluttering - wise Rain'd violets upon his sleeping eyes . At these enchantments , and yet many more , The breathless Latmian wonder'd o'er and o'er ; Until impatient in embarrassment ...
... hair ; another flew In through the woven roof , and fluttering - wise Rain'd violets upon his sleeping eyes . At these enchantments , and yet many more , The breathless Latmian wonder'd o'er and o'er ; Until impatient in embarrassment ...
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... hair'd daugh- ters ? Or art , impossible ! a nymph of Dian's , Weaving a coronal of tender scions For very idleness ? Where'er thou art , Methinks it now is at my will to start Into thine arms ; to scare Aurora's train , And snatch thee ...
... hair'd daugh- ters ? Or art , impossible ! a nymph of Dian's , Weaving a coronal of tender scions For very idleness ? Where'er thou art , Methinks it now is at my will to start Into thine arms ; to scare Aurora's train , And snatch thee ...
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Էջ 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...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 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.
Էջ xix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Էջ 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.
Էջ 212 - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...