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" Who are these coming to the sacrifice? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest? "
Poems - Seite 7
von John Keats - 1896 - 302 Seiten
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English Verse, Band 2

William James Linton, Richard Henry Stoddard - 1883 - 394 Seiten
...above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dress'd ? What little town, by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1884 - 420 Seiten
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyM, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And, little town,...
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 Seiten
...still to be enjoyed, For ever panting and for ever young; All breathing human passion far above, Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And,...
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Cambridge University Examination Papers

University of Cambridge - 1884 - 624 Seiten
...Odatis. For LATIN LYRICS or ELEGIACS : Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, 0 mysterious priest, Lead'st thou that heifer lowing...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk this pious morn ? And, little...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats: Reprinted from the Original Editions

John Keats - 1884 - 310 Seiten
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloy'd, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lead's! thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest ? What...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

1885 - 668 Seiten
...above, That leaves a heart high sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...with garlands drest? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain -built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn? And,...
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The Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1885 - 324 Seiten
...tongue. IT. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Leadest thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her...with garlands drest ? What little town by river or sea-shore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn ? And,...
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The Poets' Beasts: A Sequel to "The Poets' Birds,"

Philip Stewart Robinson - 1885 - 406 Seiten
...altar — " Who are these coming to the sacrifice 1 To what green altar, O mysterious priest, Lend'st thou that heifer lowing at the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands drest?" Yet as a rule it was a bull or bullock — in Egypt always. Yet Cowley has — " With less complaint...
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University Studies

University of Nebraska (Lincoln campus) - 1907 - 436 Seiten
...Grecian Urn what it is — classic poetry in the noblest sense. "What little town by river or sea shore Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn?" Or to take an example from Dryden himself : "But Shakespeare's magic could not copied be, Within that...
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A Third Poetry Book

1889 - 552 Seiten
...above, That leaves a heart high-sorrowful and cloyed, A burning forehead, and a parching tongue. Who are these coming to the sacrifice ? To what green...the skies, And all her silken flanks with garlands dressed ? What little town by river or seashore, Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied...
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