The Poetical Works of John KeatsE. Moxon, 1854 - 375 Seiten |
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... tell On a Dream ....... " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone " I cry your mercy Keats's Last Sonnet .... - 337 337 338 338 " " pity - love- - ay , love " . 339 ... 339 340 THE ...
... tell On a Dream ....... " If by dull rhymes our English must be chain'd " The day is gone , and all its sweets are gone " I cry your mercy Keats's Last Sonnet .... - 337 337 338 338 " " pity - love- - ay , love " . 339 ... 339 340 THE ...
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... tell us * Haydon tells the story differently , but we think Mr. Milnes's version the best . what the boy was , we will tell you what 10 THE LIFE OF KEATS .
... tell us * Haydon tells the story differently , but we think Mr. Milnes's version the best . what the boy was , we will tell you what 10 THE LIFE OF KEATS .
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... tell you what the man longs to be , however he may be repressed by ne- cessity or fear of the police reports . Mr ... tells her that John is deter- mined to be a poet , " that this was very odd , because when he could just speak ...
... tell you what the man longs to be , however he may be repressed by ne- cessity or fear of the police reports . Mr ... tells her that John is deter- mined to be a poet , " that this was very odd , because when he could just speak ...
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... tell you that I am not . She kept me awake one night , as a tune of Mozart's might do . I speak of the thing as a pastime and an amusement , than which I can feel none deeper than a conversation • with an imperial woman , the very yes ...
... tell you that I am not . She kept me awake one night , as a tune of Mozart's might do . I speak of the thing as a pastime and an amusement , than which I can feel none deeper than a conversation • with an imperial woman , the very yes ...
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... tell The freshness of the space of heaven above , Edged round with dark tree - tops ? through which a dove Would often beat its wings , and often too A little cloud would move across the blue . Full in the middle of this pleasantness ...
... tell The freshness of the space of heaven above , Edged round with dark tree - tops ? through which a dove Would often beat its wings , and often too A little cloud would move across the blue . Full in the middle of this pleasantness ...
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Adieu Apollo Arethusa art thou Bacchus beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian censer CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE chidden clouds cold Corinth dark death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forest gentle golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hermes Hyperion immortal Keats kiss Lamia leaves light lips look lute Lycius lyre melodies morning mortal Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale pass'd passion pleasant poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Satyrs Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought touch'd trembling twas voice warm weep whence whispering wild wind wings wonder young youth