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" And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache. "
Harper's New Monthly Magazine - 168. oldal
1880
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The Revival of English Poetry in the Nineteenth Century: Selections from ...

Elinor Mead Buckingham - 1897 - 356 oldal
...with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: " Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk...

Standard English Poems: Spenser to Tennyson

1899 - 788 oldal
...eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, " Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. 280 Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her...stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; 285 Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: It seem'd he never, never could redeem From such a steadfast...

The Complete Poetical Works and Letters of John Keats

John Keats, Horace Elisha Scudder - 1899 - 516 oldal
...with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.' XXXII Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1899 - 510 oldal
...Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.' XXXII Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her...pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains: — 't was a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight...

The Complete Poetical Works of John Keats

John Keats - 1900 - 500 oldal
...with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains : — 't was a midnight charm Impossible to melt as iced stream : The lustrous salvers in the moonlight...

Poems from Shelley and Keats

Percy Bysshe Shelley, John Keats - 1900 - 294 oldal
...with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk...

The Complete Works of John Keats: Lamia. Isabella and posthumous poems to 1818

John Keats - 1921 - 260 oldal
...with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake 1 " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : " Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream resemblance...

Keats Poems Published in 1820

John Keats - 1909 - 212 oldal
...with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : " Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake,...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the...

The Fireside Encyclopedia of Poetry: Comprising the Best Poems of the Most ...

Henry Troth Coates - 1901 - 1080 oldal
...room with perfume light.— "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine 's power, And stormy pa-ssion's rage. O Thou whose...feet were found Within Thy Father's shrine, Whose XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk...

The World's Great Masterpieces: History, Biography, Science ..., 13. kötet

1901 - 638 oldal
...with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: "Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, " Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth aohe." Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk...




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