The Poetical Works of John KeatsE. Moxon, son and Company, 1871 - 349 էջ |
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... with strong emotion . or suffused with tender sympathies ; his hair hung in * Mr. E. Holmes , author of the " Life of Mozart , " & c . thick brown ringlets round a head diminutive for the breadth X MEMOIR OF JOHN KEATS .
... with strong emotion . or suffused with tender sympathies ; his hair hung in * Mr. E. Holmes , author of the " Life of Mozart , " & c . thick brown ringlets round a head diminutive for the breadth X MEMOIR OF JOHN KEATS .
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... tender younglings : next , well trimm'd , A crowd of shepherds with as sunburnt looks 140As may be read of in Arcadian books ; Such as sat listening round Apollo's pipe , When the great deity , for earth too ripe , Let his divinity o ...
... tender younglings : next , well trimm'd , A crowd of shepherds with as sunburnt looks 140As may be read of in Arcadian books ; Such as sat listening round Apollo's pipe , When the great deity , for earth too ripe , Let his divinity o ...
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... tender corn Anger our huntsman : Breather round our farms , To keep off mildews , and all weather harms : Strange ministrant of undescribed sounds , That come a - swooning over hollow grounds , And wither drearily on barren moors ...
... tender corn Anger our huntsman : Breather round our farms , To keep off mildews , and all weather harms : Strange ministrant of undescribed sounds , That come a - swooning over hollow grounds , And wither drearily on barren moors ...
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... tender pressure . And as a willow keeps A patient watch over the stream that creeps Windingly by it , so the quiet maid Held her in peace : so that a whispering blade 45 Of grass , a wailful gnat , a bee bustling Down in the blue ...
... tender pressure . And as a willow keeps A patient watch over the stream that creeps Windingly by it , so the quiet maid Held her in peace : so that a whispering blade 45 Of grass , a wailful gnat , a bee bustling Down in the blue ...
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... to us , like the gnawing sloth On the deer's tender haunches : late , and loth , > " Tis scared away by slow - returning pleasure . How sickening , how dark the dreadful leisure Of weary days , made deeper exquisite , By a ENDYMION . 81.
... to us , like the gnawing sloth On the deer's tender haunches : late , and loth , > " Tis scared away by slow - returning pleasure . How sickening , how dark the dreadful leisure Of weary days , made deeper exquisite , By a ENDYMION . 81.
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Էջ 240 - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret...
Էջ 180 - While he from forth the closet brought a heap Of candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd, With jellies soother than the creamy curd, And lucent syrops, tinct with cinnamon, Manna and dates, in argosy transferr'd From Fez, and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon.
Էջ 5 - Gainst the hot season; the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms; And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the Heaven's brink.
Էջ 5 - A THING of beauty is a joy for ever : Its loveliness increases ; it will never Pass into nothingness ; but still will keep A bower quiet for us, and a sleep Full of sweet dreams, and health, and quiet breathing.
Էջ 242 - Thou still unravish'd bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time, Sylvan historian, who canst thus express A flowery tale more sweetly than our rhyme: What leaf-fring'd legend haunts about thy shape Of deities or mortals, or of both, In Tempe or the dales of Arcady? What men or gods are these? What maidens loth? What mad pursuit? What struggle to escape? What pipes and timbrels? What wild ecstasy?
Էջ 240 - 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...
Էջ 178 - 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 170 - ST. AGNES' Eve — Ah, bitter chill it was ! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen grass, And silent was the flock in woolly fold...
Էջ 293 - 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 148 - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture: she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line. Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.