The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon, 1847 - 260 oldal |
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9. oldal
... dost sit , and hearken The dreary melody of bedded reeds— In desolate places , where dank moisture breeds The pipy hemlock to strange overgrowth , Bethinking thee , how melancholy loath Thou wast to lose fair Syrinx - do thou now , By ...
... dost sit , and hearken The dreary melody of bedded reeds— In desolate places , where dank moisture breeds The pipy hemlock to strange overgrowth , Bethinking thee , how melancholy loath Thou wast to lose fair Syrinx - do thou now , By ...
16. oldal
... dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against some ...
... dost know of things mysterious , Immortal , starry ; such alone could thus Weigh down thy nature . Hast thou sinn'd in aught Offensive to the heavenly powers ? Caught A Paphian dove upon a message sent ? Thy deathful bow against some ...
37. oldal
... dost taste Freedom as none can taste it , nor dost waste Thy loveliness in dismal elements ; But , finding in our green earth sweet contents , There livest blissfully . Ah , if to thee It feels Elysian , how rich to me , An exiled ...
... dost taste Freedom as none can taste it , nor dost waste Thy loveliness in dismal elements ; But , finding in our green earth sweet contents , There livest blissfully . Ah , if to thee It feels Elysian , how rich to me , An exiled ...
38. oldal
John Keats. · O think how sweet to me the freshening sluice ! Dost thou now please thy thirst with berry - juice ? O think how this dry palate would rejoice ! If in soft slumber thou dost hear my voice , O think how I should love a bed ...
John Keats. · O think how sweet to me the freshening sluice ! Dost thou now please thy thirst with berry - juice ? O think how this dry palate would rejoice ! If in soft slumber thou dost hear my voice , O think how I should love a bed ...
49. oldal
... dost thou move ? dost kiss ? O bliss ! O pain ! I love thee , youth , more than I can conceive ; And so long absence from thee doth bereave My soul of any rest : yet must I hence : Yet , can I not to starry eminence Uplift thee ; nor ...
... dost thou move ? dost kiss ? O bliss ! O pain ! I love thee , youth , more than I can conceive ; And so long absence from thee doth bereave My soul of any rest : yet must I hence : Yet , can I not to starry eminence Uplift thee ; nor ...
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