The Poetical Works of John Keats. In Two Parts, Bände 1-2Wiley & Putnam, 1846 |
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... cool and sluicy sands : Or ' t is the cell of Echo , where she sits , And babbles thorough silence , till her wits Are gone in tender madness , and anon , Faints into sleep , with many a dying tone Of sadness . O that she would take my ...
... cool and sluicy sands : Or ' t is the cell of Echo , where she sits , And babbles thorough silence , till her wits Are gone in tender madness , and anon , Faints into sleep , with many a dying tone Of sadness . O that she would take my ...
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... cool , and calm , And shadowy , through the mist of passed years : For others , good or bad , hatred and tears Have become indolent ; but touching thine , One sigh doth echo , one poor sob doth pine , One kiss brings honey - dew from ...
... cool , and calm , And shadowy , through the mist of passed years : For others , good or bad , hatred and tears Have become indolent ; but touching thine , One sigh doth echo , one poor sob doth pine , One kiss brings honey - dew from ...
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... cool , Quick waterflies and gnats were sporting still , And fish were dimpling , as if good nor ill Had fallen out that hour . The wanderer , Holding his forehead , to keep off the burr Of smothering fancies , patiently sat down ; And ...
... cool , Quick waterflies and gnats were sporting still , And fish were dimpling , as if good nor ill Had fallen out that hour . The wanderer , Holding his forehead , to keep off the burr Of smothering fancies , patiently sat down ; And ...
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... Cool grass , nor tasted the fresh slumberous air ; But far from such companionship to wear An unknown time , surcharged with grief , away , Was now his lot . And must he patient stay , Tracing fantastic figures with his spear ? " No ...
... Cool grass , nor tasted the fresh slumberous air ; But far from such companionship to wear An unknown time , surcharged with grief , away , Was now his lot . And must he patient stay , Tracing fantastic figures with his spear ? " No ...
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... cool it among the zephyr - boughs ! A homeward fever parches up my tongue— O let me slake it at the running springs ! Upon my ear a noisy nothing rings- O let me once more hear the linnet's note ! Before mine eyes thick films and ...
... cool it among the zephyr - boughs ! A homeward fever parches up my tongue— O let me slake it at the running springs ! Upon my ear a noisy nothing rings- O let me once more hear the linnet's note ! Before mine eyes thick films and ...
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