 | Charles Eliot Norton, George Henry Browne - 1895 - 392 Seiten
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling, I listen ; and for many a time I have been...easeful death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon... | |
 | R. P. Hewett - 1985 - 322 Seiten
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eaves. 50 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, 55 To cease upon... | |
 | Martin Gardner - 1992 - 226 Seiten
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunts of flies on summer eves. VI Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon... | |
 | 1993 - 412 Seiten
...guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast-fading...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft... | |
 | Andrew Bennett - 1994 - 272 Seiten
...explicitly elaborates an aesthetics of response in terms of the subject's self- transcendence, or death: Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 Seiten
...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthom, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 Seiten
...eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, so The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 6 Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; 55 Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 Seiten
...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Without the sense of sight, Keats must imagine this bower. We can be assured of this by recalling that... | |
 | Nicholas Roe - 1998 - 344 Seiten
...grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves (43-5o) — much as he had delighted to catalogue 'luxuries' in his earlier poems. But in "Ode to a... | |
 | Guinn Batten - 1998 - 326 Seiten
...performative speech act that seems to make manifest the uncanny presence, and power, of his deadly auditor: Darkling I listen; and, for many a time I have been...easeful death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme, To take into the air my quiet breath; Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon... | |
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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, To take into the air my quiet breath... 
