 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.  Poems - Seite 269von John Keats - 1896 - 302 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | Percy Bysshe Shelley, John Keats - 1900 - 294 Seiten
...spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedared Lebanon. 270 XXXI These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine... | |
 | 1901 - 638 Seiten
...argosy transferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: "Open thine... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1080 Seiten
...he heap'd with glowing band On golden dishes and in baskets bright < )f wreathed silver. Suni])tuous he Shirt." THOMAS HOOD. THE BEGGAR'S PETITION. "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite; : Open thine eyes,... | |
 | 1923 - 748 Seiten
...and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedared Lebanon. These delicates he heaped with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. . . ." For a banquet of enchantment there is Lamia's, and of magical fruits, poor Laura's in "Goblin... | |
 | 140 Seiten
...in words whose brilliance carries associations of warmth, are explicitly contrasted with the chill: These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — The 'carved angels' of stanza iv are, of course, part of the elaborate decoration of the castle's... | |
 | M. H. Abrams - 1975 - 494 Seiten
...glowing hand" (271)— on the table by the bed.18 Next Porphyro tries to awaken Madeline, or so it seems: "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! / Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite" (276-277). The last line carries the suggestion that Porphyro has been reading of the martyrdom, not... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 Seiten
...transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every- one. From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. 270 31 These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night. Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes,... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 Seiten
...transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, 270 From silken Samarcand to cedar' d Lebanon. XXXI These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...sumptuous they stand In the retired quiet of the night, 275 Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 'And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! "Thou... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 Seiten
...a dim, silver twilight ...." His fondness for "native fire" imagery is snll apparent in stanza 31: These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — Undoubtedly, this fire imagery is necessary to create the illusion of heaven. Yet like the moonlight,... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1999 - 199 Seiten
...transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties, every one, 270 From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...sumptuous they stand In the retired quiet of the night, 275 Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 'And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! "Thou... | |
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