The Poetical Works of John Keats: With a LifeJ. Miller, 1854 - 415 Seiten |
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... adieu ! Here must we leave thee . " - At these words up flew The impatient doves , up rose the floating car , -Up went the hum celestial . High afar The Latmain saw them minish into nought ; And , when all were clear vanish'd , still he ...
... adieu ! Here must we leave thee . " - At these words up flew The impatient doves , up rose the floating car , -Up went the hum celestial . High afar The Latmain saw them minish into nought ; And , when all were clear vanish'd , still he ...
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... and even then Thou shalt not go the way of aged men ; But live and wither , cripple and still breathe Ten hundred years : which gone , I then bequeathe Thy fragile bones to unknown burial . Adieu , sweet ENDYMION . 99.
... and even then Thou shalt not go the way of aged men ; But live and wither , cripple and still breathe Ten hundred years : which gone , I then bequeathe Thy fragile bones to unknown burial . Adieu , sweet ENDYMION . 99.
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With a Life John Keats. Thy fragile bones to unknown burial . Adieu , sweet love , adieu ! ' — As shot stars fall , She fled ere I could groan for mercy . Stung And poison'd was my spirit : despair sung A war - song of defiance ' gainst ...
With a Life John Keats. Thy fragile bones to unknown burial . Adieu , sweet love , adieu ! ' — As shot stars fall , She fled ere I could groan for mercy . Stung And poison'd was my spirit : despair sung A war - song of defiance ' gainst ...
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... Adieu to Ganges and their pleasant fields ! To one so friendless the clear freshet yields A bitter coolness ; the ripe grape is sour : Yet I would have , great gods ! but one short hour Of native air - let me but die at home ...
... Adieu to Ganges and their pleasant fields ! To one so friendless the clear freshet yields A bitter coolness ; the ripe grape is sour : Yet I would have , great gods ! but one short hour Of native air - let me but die at home ...
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... adieu to all . Didst thou not after other climates call , And murmur about Indian streams ? " - Then she , Sitting beneath the midmost forest tree , For pity sang this roundelay- " O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health ...
... adieu to all . Didst thou not after other climates call , And murmur about Indian streams ? " - Then she , Sitting beneath the midmost forest tree , For pity sang this roundelay- " O Sorrow ! Why dost borrow The natural hue of health ...
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adieu Apollo Arethusa art thou Bacchus beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian CHARLES COWDEN CLARKE chidden clouds Corinth dark death deep delight divine dost doth dream ears earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forest gentle Goddess golden green grief hair hand happy head heart heaven Hermes hour Hyperion immortal Keats kiss Lamia leaves light lips look lute Lycius lyre melodies morning mortal mossy 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