The Poetical Works of John Keats: With a LifeLittle, Brown. Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1859 - 438 էջ |
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... side , at least , we find a grandfather ; on the father's there is no hint of such an ancestor , and we must charitably take him for granted . It is of more importance that the elder Keats was a man of sense and energy , and that his ...
... side , at least , we find a grandfather ; on the father's there is no hint of such an ancestor , and we must charitably take him for granted . It is of more importance that the elder Keats was a man of sense and energy , and that his ...
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... side which a large - minded person would display to a friend . This is what he thought , but whether it was what he felt , we think doubtful . We look upon it rather as one of the phenomena of that multanimous nature of the poet , which ...
... side which a large - minded person would display to a friend . This is what he thought , but whether it was what he felt , we think doubtful . We look upon it rather as one of the phenomena of that multanimous nature of the poet , which ...
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... sides , and he was able to understand Wordsworth and judge Byron , equally conscious , through his artistic sense , of the greatnesses of the one , and the many littlenesses of the other , while Wordsworth was isolated in a feeling of ...
... sides , and he was able to understand Wordsworth and judge Byron , equally conscious , through his artistic sense , of the greatnesses of the one , and the many littlenesses of the other , while Wordsworth was isolated in a feeling of ...
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... sides of Latmos was outspread A mighty forest ; for the moist earth fed So plenteously all weed - hidden roots Into o'erchanging boughs , and precious fruits . And it had gloomy shades , sequester'd deep , Where no man went ; and if ...
... sides of Latmos was outspread A mighty forest ; for the moist earth fed So plenteously all weed - hidden roots Into o'erchanging boughs , and precious fruits . And it had gloomy shades , sequester'd deep , Where no man went ; and if ...
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... side Of thine enmossed realms : O thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ripen'd fruitage ; yellow - girted bees Their golden honeycombs ; our village leas Their fairest blossom'd beans and poppied corn ; The ...
... side Of thine enmossed realms : O thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ripen'd fruitage ; yellow - girted bees Their golden honeycombs ; our village leas Their fairest blossom'd beans and poppied corn ; The ...
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Էջ 287 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
Էջ 197 - Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords, Whose very dogs would execrations howl Against his lineage : not one breast affords Him any mercy, in that mansion foul, Save one old beldame, weak in body and in soul.
Էջ 288 - 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 ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.
Էջ 369 - My spirit is too weak — Mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of godlike hardship tells me I must die Like a sick eagle looking at the sky. Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep That I have not the cloudy winds to keep Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.
Էջ ix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Էջ 302 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Էջ 390 - 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!
Էջ 202 - Of fruits and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush 'd with blood of queens and kings.
Էջ 418 - Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors: — No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair Love's ripening breast To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in a sweet unrest; Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever, — or else swoon to death.
Էջ 198 - Good Saints! not here, not here; Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier.