The Poetical Works of John Keats: With a LifeLittle, Brown. Shepard, Clark and Brown, 1859 - 438 pagini |
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Pagina xiv
... youth of energy and purpose , and , though he no doubt penned many a stanza when he should have been anatomizing , and walked the hospitals accompa- nied by the early gods , nevertheless passed a very creditable examination in 1817. In ...
... youth of energy and purpose , and , though he no doubt penned many a stanza when he should have been anatomizing , and walked the hospitals accompa- nied by the early gods , nevertheless passed a very creditable examination in 1817. In ...
Pagina xxxiii
... but presents an ideal to youth made restless with vague desires not yet regulated by expe- rience nor supplied with motives by the duties of life . As every young person goes through all the world - THE LIFE OF KEATS . xxxiii.
... but presents an ideal to youth made restless with vague desires not yet regulated by expe- rience nor supplied with motives by the duties of life . As every young person goes through all the world - THE LIFE OF KEATS . xxxiii.
Pagina xxxiv
... youth always finds its representatives in its poets . Keats redisco- vered the delight and wonder that lay enchanted in the dictionary . Wordsworth revolted at the poetic diction which he found in vogue , but his own language rarely ...
... youth always finds its representatives in its poets . Keats redisco- vered the delight and wonder that lay enchanted in the dictionary . Wordsworth revolted at the poetic diction which he found in vogue , but his own language rarely ...
Pagina 11
... youth was fully blown , Showing like Ganymede to manhood grown ; And , for those simple times , his garments were A chieftain king's ; beneath his breast , half bare , Was hung a silver bugle , and between His nervy knees there lay a ...
... youth was fully blown , Showing like Ganymede to manhood grown ; And , for those simple times , his garments were A chieftain king's ; beneath his breast , half bare , Was hung a silver bugle , and between His nervy knees there lay a ...
Pagina 12
... wives ! who day by day prepare The scrip , with needments , for the mountain air ; And all ye gentle girls who foster up Udderless lambs , and in a little cup x Will put choice honey for a favour'd youth : 12 ENDYMION .
... wives ! who day by day prepare The scrip , with needments , for the mountain air ; And all ye gentle girls who foster up Udderless lambs , and in a little cup x Will put choice honey for a favour'd youth : 12 ENDYMION .
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Adieu Apollo Arethusa art thou Bacchus beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE cheek chidden clouds Corinth dark death deep delight divine dost doth dream earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forest gentle golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hermes Hyperion Keats kiss Lamia leaves light lips lone look lute Lycius lyre melodies moon morning mortal Muse Naiad never night nymph o'er once pain pale pass'd passion pleasant pleasure poet rill ring-dove rose round Saturn Satyrs Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood streams sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought trees trembling twas voice warm weep whispering wild wind wings wonders young youth
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Pagina 287 - 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...
Pagina 197 - Hyena foemen, and hot-blooded lords, Whose very dogs would execrations howl Against his lineage : not one breast affords Him any mercy, in that mansion foul, Save one old beldame, weak in body and in soul.
Pagina 288 - Now more than ever seems it rich to die, To cease upon the midnight with no pain, While thou art pouring forth thy soul abroad In such an ecstasy! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain— To thy high requiem become a sod.
Pagina 369 - My spirit is too weak — Mortality Weighs heavily on me like unwilling sleep, And each imagined pinnacle and steep Of godlike hardship tells me I must die Like a sick eagle looking at the sky. Yet 'tis a gentle luxury to weep That I have not the cloudy winds to keep Fresh for the opening of the morning's eye.
Pagina ix - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
Pagina 302 - To bend with apples the mossed cottage-trees, And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core ; To swell the gourd, and plump the hazel shells With a sweet kernel ; to set budding more, And still more, later flowers for the bees, Until they think warm days will never cease ; For Summer has o'erbrimmed their clammy cells.
Pagina 390 - I saw pale kings, and princes too, Pale warriors, death-pale were they all; They cried— "La Belle Dame sans Merci Hath thee in thrall!
Pagina 202 - Of fruits and flowers, and bunches of knot-grass, And diamonded with panes of quaint device, Innumerable of stains and splendid dyes, As are the tiger-moth's deep-damask'd wings; And in the midst, 'mong thousand heraldries, And twilight saints, and dim emblazonings, A shielded scutcheon blush 'd with blood of queens and kings.
Pagina 418 - 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 a sweet unrest; Still, still to hear her tender-taken breath, And so live ever, — or else swoon to death.
Pagina 198 - Good Saints! not here, not here; Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier.