The Poetical Works of John Keats, 1. kötetWiley&Putnam, 1847 |
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18. oldal
... sorrow to persuade A yielding up , a cradling on her care . Her eloquence did breathe away the curse : She led him , like some midnight spirit nurse Of happy changes in emphatic dreams , Along a path between two little streams ...
... sorrow to persuade A yielding up , a cradling on her care . Her eloquence did breathe away the curse : She led him , like some midnight spirit nurse Of happy changes in emphatic dreams , Along a path between two little streams ...
20. oldal
... sorrow - drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A lively prelude , fashioning the way In which her voice should wander . " T was a lay More subtle cadenced , more forest wild Than Dryope's lone lulling ...
... sorrow - drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A lively prelude , fashioning the way In which her voice should wander . " T was a lay More subtle cadenced , more forest wild Than Dryope's lone lulling ...
33. oldal
... sorrow came upon me , heavier still , Than when I wander'd from the poppy hill : And a whole age of lingering moments crept Sluggishly by , ere more contentment swept Away at once the deadly yellow spleen . Yes , thrice have I this fair ...
... sorrow came upon me , heavier still , Than when I wander'd from the poppy hill : And a whole age of lingering moments crept Sluggishly by , ere more contentment swept Away at once the deadly yellow spleen . Yes , thrice have I this fair ...
35. oldal
... Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear up against it : so farewell , sad sigh ; And come instead demurest meditation , To occupy me wholly , and to fashion My pilgrimage for the world's dusky brink . No more will I count over ...
... Sorrow , the way to death ; but patiently Bear up against it : so farewell , sad sigh ; And come instead demurest meditation , To occupy me wholly , and to fashion My pilgrimage for the world's dusky brink . No more will I count over ...
38. oldal
... sorrows Come with the constant dawn upon thy morrows ? Alas ! ' tis his old grief . For many days , Has he been wandering in uncertain ways : Through wilderness , and woods of mossed oaks ; Counting his wo - worn minutes , by the ...
... sorrows Come with the constant dawn upon thy morrows ? Alas ! ' tis his old grief . For many days , Has he been wandering in uncertain ways : Through wilderness , and woods of mossed oaks ; Counting his wo - worn minutes , by the ...
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Adieu airy anon Arethusa Art thou Bacchus beauty behold beneath bliss blue bosom bower breast breath bright brow Carian cheek chidden clouds cold cool Corinth Cupid dark deep didst dost doth dream ears earth Elysium Endymion Eolian eyes faint fair fearful feel flowers forest gentle goddess golden green grief hand happy hast thou heart heaven Hermes immortal kiss Lamia leaves light lips lone lute Lycius lyre maid melt mortal mossy muse naiads Neptune Nereids night nymph o'er once pain pale pass'd passion Peona Phoebus pinions pity pleasure rill rose round Satyrs Scylla seem'd shalt sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood strange sudden sweet sweet dreams tears tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling Vex'd voice weep whence wild wind wings wonders young youth