The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon, 1847 - 260 oldal |
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8. oldal
... pale , and with an awed face , Among his brothers of the mountain chase . In midst of all , the venerable priest Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least , And , after lifting up his aged hands , Thus spake he : " Men of Latmos ...
... pale , and with an awed face , Among his brothers of the mountain chase . In midst of all , the venerable priest Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least , And , after lifting up his aged hands , Thus spake he : " Men of Latmos ...
17. oldal
... pale , who wast so bland And merry in our meadows ? How is this ? Tell me thine ailment : tell me all amiss ! Ah ! thou hast been unhappy at the change Wrought suddenly in me . What indeed more strange ? Or more complete to overwhelm ...
... pale , who wast so bland And merry in our meadows ? How is this ? Tell me thine ailment : tell me all amiss ! Ah ! thou hast been unhappy at the change Wrought suddenly in me . What indeed more strange ? Or more complete to overwhelm ...
46. oldal
... pale , With turrets crown'd . Four maned lions hale The sluggish wheels ; solemn their toothed maws , Their surly eyes brow - hidden , heavy paws Uplifted drowsily , and nervy tails Cowering their tawny brushes . Silent sails This ...
... pale , With turrets crown'd . Four maned lions hale The sluggish wheels ; solemn their toothed maws , Their surly eyes brow - hidden , heavy paws Uplifted drowsily , and nervy tails Cowering their tawny brushes . Silent sails This ...
58. oldal
... pale For one whose cheek is pale : thou dost bewail His tears who weeps for thee . Where dost thou sigh ? Ah ! surely that light peeps from Vesper's eye , Or , what a thing is love ! " Tis She , but lo ! How changed , how full of ache ...
... pale For one whose cheek is pale : thou dost bewail His tears who weeps for thee . Where dost thou sigh ? Ah ! surely that light peeps from Vesper's eye , Or , what a thing is love ! " Tis She , but lo ! How changed , how full of ache ...
71. oldal
... pale laugh , and curse . ' Ha ha ! Sir Dainty ! there must be a nurse Made of rose - leaves and thistle - down , express , To cradle thee , my sweet , and lull thee : yes , I am too flinty - hard for thy nice touch : My tenderest ...
... pale laugh , and curse . ' Ha ha ! Sir Dainty ! there must be a nurse Made of rose - leaves and thistle - down , express , To cradle thee , my sweet , and lull thee : yes , I am too flinty - hard for thy nice touch : My tenderest ...
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