 | 1820 - 606 էջ
...her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond tomorrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull biain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen- Moon is... | |
 | 1823 - 400 էջ
...her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the doll brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon... | |
 | Cabinet - 1824 - 440 էջ
...lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. IV. Away ! away ! for I wffl fly to ihee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the...on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Vicesimus Knox - 1825 - 404 էջ
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 | John Keats - 1926 - 738 էջ
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 | William Hone - 1826 - 876 էջ
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 | John Keats - 1926 - 730 էջ
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 | William Hone - 1827 - 858 էջ
...lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. 4. Away 1 away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the...dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee 1 tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 500 էջ
...her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the...on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1828 - 512 էջ
...her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the...on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous... | |
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the queen-moon is on her throne, Cluster'd... 
