The Poetical Works of John Keats Given from His Own Editions and Other Authentic Sources and Collated with Many Manuscripts, 2. kötetJ. B. Lippincott Company, 1891 |
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210. oldal
... took compassion on her , bade her steep " Her hair in weird syrops , that would keep " Her loveliness invisible , yet free " To wander as she loves , in liberty . 95 100 105 " Thou shalt behold her , Hermes , thou alone , " If thou wilt ...
... took compassion on her , bade her steep " Her hair in weird syrops , that would keep " Her loveliness invisible , yet free " To wander as she loves , in liberty . 95 100 105 " Thou shalt behold her , Hermes , thou alone , " If thou wilt ...
212. oldal
... took the place Of all her milder - mooned body's grace ; 155 And , as the lava ravishes the mead , Spoilt all her silver mail , and golden brede ; Made gloom of all her frecklings , streaks and bars , Eclips'd her crescents , and lick'd ...
... took the place Of all her milder - mooned body's grace ; 155 And , as the lava ravishes the mead , Spoilt all her silver mail , and golden brede ; Made gloom of all her frecklings , streaks and bars , Eclips'd her crescents , and lick'd ...
221. oldal
... took delight Luxurious in her sorrows , soft and new . His passion , cruel grown , took on a hue 65 70 75 Fierce and sanguineous as ' twas possible In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell . Fine was the mitigated fury , like ...
... took delight Luxurious in her sorrows , soft and new . His passion , cruel grown , took on a hue 65 70 75 Fierce and sanguineous as ' twas possible In one whose brow had no dark veins to swell . Fine was the mitigated fury , like ...
224. oldal
... took To the high roof , still mimick'd as they rose Along the mirror'd walls by twin - clouds odorous . Twelve sphered tables , by silk seats inspher'd , 175 180 High as the level of a man's breast rear'd On libbard's paws , upheld the ...
... took To the high roof , still mimick'd as they rose Along the mirror'd walls by twin - clouds odorous . Twelve sphered tables , by silk seats inspher'd , 175 180 High as the level of a man's breast rear'd On libbard's paws , upheld the ...
226. oldal
... took Full brimm'd , and opposite sent forth a look ' Cross the broad table , to beseech a glance From his old teacher's wrinkled countenance , And pledge him . The bald - head philosopher Had fix'd his eye , without a twinkle or stir ...
... took Full brimm'd , and opposite sent forth a look ' Cross the broad table , to beseech a glance From his old teacher's wrinkled countenance , And pledge him . The bald - head philosopher Had fix'd his eye , without a twinkle or stir ...
Gyakori szavak és kifejezések
aching Agnes Apollo art thou Bag-pipe beauty bliss blush breath bright canst censer cheek clouds cold Corinth dark death deep divine doth dream DUSKETHA earth Elgin Marbles Enceladus eternal eyes face fade faery fair fear feet flowers GEORGE KEATS gloom Goddess golden green hair hand happy hast hath heard heart heaven Hermes hour Hyperion John Hamilton Reynolds kiss'd Lamia leave light lips listen look look'd lute Lycius lyre Madeline marble melody Mermaid Tavern Mnemosyne moan moon morn mortal Muse Naiad never night numbers nymph o'er once pain pale pass'd Phorcus Porphyro rose SALAMANDER Saturn seem'd shade shadow sick sigh silent silver sing sleep soft song SONNET sorrow soul spake Spirit stars stood sweet tears tell Thea thee thine thing thou art thought thunder tongue touch'd trees tremble voice warm weep wings ZEPHYR
Népszerű szakaszok
282. oldal - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
268. oldal - Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee!
270. oldal - Thy song, nor ever can those trees be bare; Bold Lover, never, never canst thou kiss, Though winning near the goal — yet, do not grieve; She cannot fade, though thou hast not thy bliss, For ever wilt thou love, and she be fair! Ah, happy, happy boughs! that cannot shed Your leaves, nor ever bid the Spring adieu; And, happy melodist, unwearied, For ever piping songs for ever new; More happy love!
268. oldal - I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet...
261. oldal - Half-hidden, like a mermaid in sea-weed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled.
226. oldal - Do not all charms fly At the mere touch of cold philosophy? There was an awful rainbow once in heaven: We know her woof, her texture; she is given In the dull catalogue of common things. Philosophy will clip an Angel's wings, Conquer all mysteries by rule and line, Empty the haunted air, and gnomed mine — Unweave a rainbow, as it erewhile made The tender-person'd Lamia melt into a shade.
271. oldal - O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou, silent form, dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity...
269. oldal - Thou wast not born for death, immortal Bird ! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown: Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas in faery lands forlorn.
282. oldal - Who hath not seen thee oft amid thy store ? Sometimes whoever seeks abroad may find Thee sitting careless on a granary floor, Thy hair soft-lifted by the winnowing wind...
260. oldal - No uttered syllable, or, woe betide ! But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side ; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled, in her dell.