The Poetical Works of John KeatsE. Moxon, 1856 - 256 pages |
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... side his face ; his mouth was full and less intellectual than his other features . His countenance lives in my mind as one of singular beauty and brightness ; it had the expression as if he had been looking on some glorious sight . The ...
... side his face ; his mouth was full and less intellectual than his other features . His countenance lives in my mind as one of singular beauty and brightness ; it had the expression as if he had been looking on some glorious sight . The ...
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... side ; and , after John's death , when the legal administration of his effects showed that no debts were owing to the estate , George offered , with- out any obligation , to do his utmost to discharge his brother's engagements . At the ...
... side ; and , after John's death , when the legal administration of his effects showed that no debts were owing to the estate , George offered , with- out any obligation , to do his utmost to discharge his brother's engagements . At the ...
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... their voices cooingly ' mong myrtles , What time thou wanderest at eventide Through sunny meadows , that outskirt the side Of thine enmossed realms : 0 thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ENDYMION .
... their voices cooingly ' mong myrtles , What time thou wanderest at eventide Through sunny meadows , that outskirt the side Of thine enmossed realms : 0 thou , to whom Broad - leaved fig - trees even now foredoom Their ENDYMION .
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... side , There shot a golden splendour far and wide , Spangling those million poutings of the brine With quivering ore : ' twas even an awful shine From the exaltation of Apollo's bow ; A heavenly beacon in their dreary woe . Who thus ...
... side , There shot a golden splendour far and wide , Spangling those million poutings of the brine With quivering ore : ' twas even an awful shine From the exaltation of Apollo's bow ; A heavenly beacon in their dreary woe . Who thus ...
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... bower's quiet shade , On her own couch , new made of flower leaves , Dried carefully on the cooler side of sheaves When last the sun his autumn tresses shook , And the tann'd harvesters rich armfuls took . Soon was 14 ENDYMION .
... bower's quiet shade , On her own couch , new made of flower leaves , Dried carefully on the cooler side of sheaves When last the sun his autumn tresses shook , And the tann'd harvesters rich armfuls took . Soon was 14 ENDYMION .
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Apollo Art thou beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE clouds Corinth dark death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth Endymion eyes face faint fair fancy fear feel flowers forest gentle Goddess golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven hour Hyperion immortal JOHN KEATS Keats kiss Lamia leaves Leigh Hunt light lips look lute Lycius lyre melodies Mermaid Tavern morning mortal muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pleasant pleasure poet RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES rill rose round Saturn Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood strange streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas voice weep whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth
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Page 209 - 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-fringed 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?
Page 208 - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket...
Page 216 - Of their sorrows and delights ; Of their passions and their spites ; Of their glory and their shame ; What doth strengthen and what maim. Thus ye teach us, every day, Wisdom, though fled far away. Bards of Passion and of Mirth, Ye have left your souls on earth!
Page 148 - As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Page 182 - Knowledge enormous makes a God of me. Names, deeds, grey legends, dire events, rebellions, Majesties, sovran voices, agonies, Creations and destroyings, all at once Pour into the wide hollows of my brain, And deify me, as if some blithe wine Or bright elixir peerless I had drunk, And so become immortal...
Page 215 - Where's the voice, however soft, One would hear so very oft? At a touch sweet Pleasure melteth Like to bubbles when rain pelteth. Let then winged Fancy find Thee a mistress to thy mind: Dulcet-eyed as Ceres' daughter, Ere the God of Torment taught her How to frown and how to chide; With a waist and with a side White as Hebe's, when her zone Slipt its golden clasp, and down Fell her kirtle to her feet, While she held the goblet sweet, And Jove grew languid. — Break the mesh Of the Fancy's silken...
Page 209 - As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: — do I wake or sleep?
Page 155 - And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.
Page 157 - But his sagacious eye an inmate owns: By one, and one, the bolts full easy slide: — The chains lie silent on the footworn stones; The key turns, and the door upon its hinges groans. XLII And they are gone: ay, ages long ago 370 These lovers fled away into the storm.
Page 153 - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.