 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pagini
...Pillowed upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel for ever its soft fall and swell, Awake for ever hi a sweet unrest; Still, still to hear her tender-taken...breath, And so live ever, — or else swoon to death. ODE ON THE POETS. BARDS of passion and of mirth Ye have left your souls on earth ! Have ye souls in... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 414 pagini
...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...: — Half-passionless, and so swoon on to death. TOKBINDINO CO. 11SC t-",i-7 s nn 5ui7 ROL MARK GENERAL BOOKBINDING 72 -017 QUALITY CONTROL MAF t\ >V... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 324 pagini
...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...: — Half-passionless, and so swoon on to death. POETRY. WORDSWORTH'S POETICAL WORKS. 7 Vols., 35». ROGERS'S POEMS. 5». ITALY. S». CAMPBELL'S POETICAL... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 420 pagini
...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.* * Another reading:— Half-passionless, and so swoon on to death. /'... | |
 | Nicholas Patrick Wiseman - 1848 - 570 pagini
...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 over — or else swoon to death."* — Vol. ii, p. 306. The rest of the " Literary Remains," with a... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pagini
...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. J. Keats cxcix THE TERROR OF DEATH When I have fears that I may cease... | |
 | Sir John Skelton - 1862 - 512 pagini
...Pillowed 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. How the star-sheen on the tremulous tide, and that white death-like " mask," haunt the imagination... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 496 pagini
...the mountains and the moors : No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel forever its soft fall...Half-passionless, and so swoon on to death. THE END. V .V A f . \ uj^ , ... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 pagini
...the mountains and the moors : No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair love's ripening breast, To feel forever its soft fall...: — Half-passionless, and so swoon on to death. ... | |
 | 1863 - 982 pagini
...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. J. Keats CXCIX THE TERROR OF DEATH WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd... | |
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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;... 
