The Poetical Works of John KeatsE. H. Butler, 1855 - 350 pagini |
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Pagina 64
... gentle wave , To light - hung leaves , in smoothest echoes breaking , Through copse - clad valleys - ere their death , o'ertaking The surgy murmurs of the lonely sea . And now , as deep into the wood as we 64 ENDYMION .
... gentle wave , To light - hung leaves , in smoothest echoes breaking , Through copse - clad valleys - ere their death , o'ertaking The surgy murmurs of the lonely sea . And now , as deep into the wood as we 64 ENDYMION .
Pagina 67
... gently for slight fear . Endymion too , without a forest peer , Stood , wan and pale , and with an awed face , Among ... gentle girls who foster up Udderless lambs , and in a little cup , Will put choice honey for a favoured youth : Yea ...
... gently for slight fear . Endymion too , without a forest peer , Stood , wan and pale , and with an awed face , Among ... gentle girls who foster up Udderless lambs , and in a little cup , Will put choice honey for a favoured youth : Yea ...
Pagina 73
... - grown branches , and his footsteps slow From stumbling over stumps and hillocks small ; Until they came to where these streamlets fall , With mingled bubblings and a gentle rush , 73 Into a river , clear , brimful , and flush ENDYMION .
... - grown branches , and his footsteps slow From stumbling over stumps and hillocks small ; Until they came to where these streamlets fall , With mingled bubblings and a gentle rush , 73 Into a river , clear , brimful , and flush ENDYMION .
Pagina 74
... gently glad to see him laid Under her favorite bower's quiet shade , On her own couch , new made of flower leaves , Dried carefully on the cooler side of sheaves When last the sun his autumn tresses shook , And the tanned harvesters ...
... gently glad to see him laid Under her favorite bower's quiet shade , On her own couch , new made of flower leaves , Dried carefully on the cooler side of sheaves When last the sun his autumn tresses shook , And the tanned harvesters ...
Pagina 81
... gentle creep , A careful moving caught my waking ears , And up I started : Ah ! my sighs , my tears , My clenched hands ; -for lo ! the poppies hung Dew - dabbled on their stalks , the ouzel sung A heavy ditty , and the sullen day Had ...
... gentle creep , A careful moving caught my waking ears , And up I started : Ah ! my sighs , my tears , My clenched hands ; -for lo ! the poppies hung Dew - dabbled on their stalks , the ouzel sung A heavy ditty , and the sullen day Had ...
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Apollo beauty beneath bliss bound in Morocco bower breast breath bright Carian CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE clouds Corinth dark death delight dost doth dream earth Elegantly Endymion Engravings eyes face faint fair fancy fear feel flowers forest gentle gilt and gilt gilt edges Goddess golden green grief hand happy hast heart heaven Hyperion JOHN KEATS Keats kiss Lamia leaves Leigh Hunt light lips look lute Lycius lyre MARTIN FARQUHAR TUPPER melodies morning Morocco Antique mortal Muse muslin Naiad never night nymph o'er pain pale passion pleasant pleasure poet RICHARD MONCKTON MILNES rill rose round Saturn Scylla shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spirit stars stept stood sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thought trees trembling Turkey Morocco twas voice weep whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth
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Pagina 309 - Where are the songs of Spring? Ay, where are they? Think not of them, thou hast thy music too...
Pagina 297 - 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: "Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease.
Pagina 299 - Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
Pagina 347 - To one who has been long in city pent, 'Tis very sweet to look into the fair And open face of heaven, — to breathe a prayer Full in the smile of the blue firmament.
Pagina 233 - But to her heart, her heart was voluble, Paining with eloquence her balmy side ; As though a tongueless nightingale should swell Her throat in vain, and die, heart-stifled in her dell.
Pagina 305 - Shaded hyacinth, alway Sapphire queen of the mid-May ; And every leaf, and every flower Pearled with the self-same shower. Thou shalt see the field-mouse peep Meagre from its celled sleep : And the snake, all winter-thin, Cast on sunny bank its skin ; Freckled nest-eggs thou shalt see Hatching in the hawthorn -tree. When the hen-bird's wing doth rest Quiet on her mossy nest ; Then the hurry and alarm When the bee-hive casts its swarm ; Acorns ripe down-pattering While the autumn breezes sing.
Pagina 239 - Let us away, my love, with happy speed ; There are no ears to hear, or eyes to see, — Drowned all in Rhenish and the sleepy mead : Awake ! arise ! my love, and fearless be, For o'er the southern moors I have a home for thee.
Pagina 37 - The Genius of Poetry must work out its own salvation in a man. It cannot be matured by law and precept, but by sensation and watchfulness in itself. That which is creative must create itself.
Pagina 228 - Eve, Young virgins might have visions of delight, And soft adorings from their loves receive Upon the honey'd middle of the night, If ceremonies due they did aright; As, supperless to bed they must retire, And couch supine their beauties, lily white; Nor look behind, nor sideways, but require Of Heaven with upward eyes for all that they desire.
Pagina 229 - Buttress'd from moonlight, stands he, and implores All saints to give him sight of Madeline, But for one moment in the tedious hours, That he might gaze and worship all unseen ; Perchance speak, kneel, touch, kiss — in sooth such things have been.