 | William Hone - 1888 - 876 oldal
...and sees, I -i fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed. Bit dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest. In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay. Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1891 - 342 oldal
...away, Flown, like a thought, until the morrow day ; Blissfully haven' d both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal, where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, At though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. (") XXVIII. Stol'n to this paradise and so entranc'd,... | |
 | John Keats - 1891 - 236 oldal
...sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVII. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she.lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Hiram Corson - 1892 - 246 oldal
...sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVII. Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest In sort...soul fatigued away Flown, like a thought, until the morrow day ; 1 Observation, I believe, shows that moonlight has not the power to transmit the hues... | |
 | Abby Sage Richardson - 1892 - 452 oldal
...and sees In fancy fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. " Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort...soul fatigued away; Flown like a thought, until the morrow day, Blissfully havened, both from joy and pain, Clasped like a missal where swart Paynims pray,... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - 1995 - 936 oldal
...sees, In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled, 27 Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress 'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 oldal
...In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVII 235 Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 oldal
...And on her silver cross soft amethyst, ..." (25). The "pleasant smotherings" continue in stanza 27: Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex 'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Jack Stillinger - 1999 - 199 oldal
...In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. XXVII. 235 Soon, trembling in her soft and chilly nest, In sort of wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued... | |
 | Alan Richardson - 2001 - 270 oldal
...St. Agnes: In sort of wakeful swoon perplex'd she lay, L'ntil the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day. (236-39) Here the soul itself appears, unexpectedly yet revealingly, to be a transient brain function,... | |
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Half-hidden, like a mermaid in seaweed, Pensive awhile she dreams awake, and sees In fancy, fair St. Agnes in her bed, But dares not look behind, or all the charm is fled. 
