The Complete Poetical Works of KeatsHoughton Mifflin Company, 1899 - 473 oldal |
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37. oldal
... letter was written from Carisbrooke . He had been sent away from London by his brothers a month before , shortly after the appearance of his first volume of Poems , and his letters show the nervous , restless condition into which he had ...
... letter was written from Carisbrooke . He had been sent away from London by his brothers a month before , shortly after the appearance of his first volume of Poems , and his letters show the nervous , restless condition into which he had ...
40. oldal
... letter to his brothers , dated January 23 , 1818 , Keats says : ' I think a little change has taken place in my intellect lately I cannot bear to be uninterested or unemployed , I , who for so long a time have been addicted to pas ...
... letter to his brothers , dated January 23 , 1818 , Keats says : ' I think a little change has taken place in my intellect lately I cannot bear to be uninterested or unemployed , I , who for so long a time have been addicted to pas ...
41. oldal
... letter and its sonnets gave me more pleasure than will the Fourth Book of Childe Harold , and the whole of any ... Letters and Liter- ary Remains . SON of the old moon - mountains African ! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile ! We call ...
... letter and its sonnets gave me more pleasure than will the Fourth Book of Childe Harold , and the whole of any ... Letters and Liter- ary Remains . SON of the old moon - mountains African ! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile ! We call ...
45. oldal
... letter to Bai- ley , October 8 , 1817 , he quotes from his own letter to George Keats in the spring , ' and thus at the very time of his setting forth on his great venture , the following notable passage : — ' As to what you say about ...
... letter to Bai- ley , October 8 , 1817 , he quotes from his own letter to George Keats in the spring , ' and thus at the very time of his setting forth on his great venture , the following notable passage : — ' As to what you say about ...
47. oldal
... letter in the whole affair . I have written to please myself , and in hopes to please others , and for a love of fame ; if I neither please myself , nor others , nor get fame , of what consequence is Phraseology . I would fain escape ...
... letter in the whole affair . I have written to please myself , and in hopes to please others , and for a love of fame ; if I neither please myself , nor others , nor get fame , of what consequence is Phraseology . I would fain escape ...
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211. oldal - Drowsed with the fume of poppies, while thy hook Spares the next swath and all its twined flowers; And sometimes like a gleaner thou dost keep Steady thy laden head across a brook; Or by a cider-press, with patient look, Thou watchest the last oozings hours by hours.
133. oldal - Pipe to the spirit ditties of no tone: Fair youth, beneath the trees, thou canst not leave 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!
143. 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 Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
154. 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.
143. 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!
143. oldal - Fade far away, dissolve, and quite forget What thou among the leaves hast never known, The weariness, the fever, and the fret Here, where men sit and hear each other groan...
39. oldal - Of unreflecting love: — then on the shore Of the wide world I stand alone, and think Till love and fame to nothingness do sink.
125. oldal - She dwells with Beauty - Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung.
230. oldal - BRIGHT Star, would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors — No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair Love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever in...
143. 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 Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild...