 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 280
...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 dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 278
...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 dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - Страниц: 278
...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 dull brain...retards; Already with thee ! tender is the night, But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1846 - Страниц: 540
...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 dull brain...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers arc at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - Страниц: 340
...away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, 104 MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. v. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - Страниц: 348
...despairs ; Where Beauty cannot keep her lustrous eyes, Or new Love pine at them beyond to-morrow. IV. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the houghs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - Страниц: 556
...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 dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clueter'd around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - Страниц: 280
...Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, 4. Away ! away! for I will fly to thee, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already...the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by ah 1 her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - Страниц: 442
...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 dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry fays ; But here there is no light, Suve what from heaven is with... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - Страниц: 592
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull train perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
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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... 
