The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301 pages |
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... early Hour .. 380 " Keen fitful gusts are whispering here and there " .. 381 . " To one who has been long in city pent " 382 On the Grasshopper and Cricket . 383X To Kosciusko ... 384 Page SONNETS , ( continued . ) " Happy is iv CONTENTS .
... early Hour .. 380 " Keen fitful gusts are whispering here and there " .. 381 . " To one who has been long in city pent " 382 On the Grasshopper and Cricket . 383X To Kosciusko ... 384 Page SONNETS , ( continued . ) " Happy is iv CONTENTS .
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... whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self , so does the moon , The passion poesy , glories infinite , Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls , and bound to us so fast , That , whether there be shine ...
... whisper round a temple become soon Dear as the temple's self , so does the moon , The passion poesy , glories infinite , Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls , and bound to us so fast , That , whether there be shine ...
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... whispering blade Of grass , a wailful gnat , a bee bustling Down in the bluebells , or a wren light rustling Among sere leaves and twigs , might all be heard . O magic sleep ! O comfortable bird , That broodest o'er the troubled sea of ...
... whispering blade Of grass , a wailful gnat , a bee bustling Down in the bluebells , or a wren light rustling Among sere leaves and twigs , might all be heard . O magic sleep ! O comfortable bird , That broodest o'er the troubled sea of ...
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... began to thread All courts and passages , where silence dead , Roused by his whispering footsteps , murmur'd faint : And long he traversed to and fro , to acquaint Himself with every mystery , and awe ; Till , 50 ENDYMION .
... began to thread All courts and passages , where silence dead , Roused by his whispering footsteps , murmur'd faint : And long he traversed to and fro , to acquaint Himself with every mystery , and awe ; Till , 50 ENDYMION .
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... whispering birth enchanted grew Before his footsteps ; as when heaved anew Old ocean rolls a lengthen'd wave to the shore , Down whose green back the short - lived foam , all hoar , Bursts gradual , with a wayward indolence . Increasing ...
... whispering birth enchanted grew Before his footsteps ; as when heaved anew Old ocean rolls a lengthen'd wave to the shore , Down whose green back the short - lived foam , all hoar , Bursts gradual , with a wayward indolence . Increasing ...
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Adieu ALPHEUS FELCH Apollo art thou beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian censer CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE cheek clouds cool Corinth dark death delight divine dost doth dream e'er earth Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair feel flowers forest gentle golden Gondibert green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hyperion Keats kiss Lamia leaves LEIGH HUNT light lips look look'd lute Lycius lyre melodies morn mortal mossy Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pinions pleasant poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas voice warm weep Whence whispering wild wind wings wonder young youth
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Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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...
Page 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.
Page 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.
Page xix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Page 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.
Page 212 - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...