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" MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk... "
The Imaginal Reaction to Poetry: The Affective and the Aesthetic Judgment - 53. oldal
szerző: June Etta Downey - 1911 - 56 oldal
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The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 510 oldal
...song, Like tipsy joy that reels with tossing head. SAMUEL TAYLOR COLERIDOE. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, Than...

The Rhyme and Reason of Country Life, Or, Selections from Fields Old and New

Susan Fenimore Cooper - 1855 - 478 oldal
...TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, ns though of hemlock I hud drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, Than...

Poetry: selected for the use of schools and families by A. Bowman

Anne Bowman - 1856 - 316 oldal
...fair hath made ; All other fair, like flowers untimely fade. SPENSER. o 2 ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-wing'd...

Poetry of the Woods: Passages from the Poets Descriptive of Forest Scenes ...

1864 - 148 oldal
...rivers ; and the eve Shall close o'er the brown woods as it was wont. IDLE MAN. THE NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century, 1808. kötet

Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 436 oldal
...leaves which are her winding-sheet. -% - • • . v: v ,.' SgppppEE KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott - 1857 - 426 oldal
...leaves which iri-e her winding-sheet. 132 A3 I ':m:lJgg KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart nches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy "happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

Recollections of a Literary Life, Or, Books, Places, and People, 2. kötet

Mary Russell Mitford - 1857 - 374 oldal
...has possessed a more graphic pen. His processions not only live, they move. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drank, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not...

Select specimens of the English poets, ed. by A. De Vere

Aubrey Thomas De Vere - 1858 - 298 oldal
...whistles from a garden croft, And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk ; 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-winged...

The Poets of the Nineteenth Century

Robert Aris Willmott, Evert Augustus Duyckinck - 1858 - 642 oldal
...Disturbing not the leaves which are her winding-sheet. No, not thee ! KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light-...

The every-day book: or The guide to the year, 2. kötet

William Hone - 1859 - 880 oldal
...last poems was in prospect of departure from his native shores. It is an Ode to a Nightingalt. 1. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains Oue minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy...




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