The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... " The Flowre and the Lefe " On the Sea ..... 422 423 .... 424 ...... 425 On Leigh Hunt's Poem , the " Story of Rimini " . " When I have fears that I may cease to be " . Page Sonnets : -To Homer .. 426 Answer to a CONTENTS .
... " The Flowre and the Lefe " On the Sea ..... 422 423 .... 424 ...... 425 On Leigh Hunt's Poem , the " Story of Rimini " . " When I have fears that I may cease to be " . Page Sonnets : -To Homer .. 426 Answer to a CONTENTS .
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... fear of the police re- ports . Mr. Milnes has failed to discover any thing else especially worthy of record in the school - life of Keats . He translated the twelve books of the Eneid , read Robinson Crusoe and the Incas of Peru , and ...
... fear of the police re- ports . Mr. Milnes has failed to discover any thing else especially worthy of record in the school - life of Keats . He translated the twelve books of the Eneid , read Robinson Crusoe and the Incas of Peru , and ...
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... fear . Endymion too , without a forest peer , Stood , wan , and pale , and with an awed face , Among his brothers of the mountain chase . In midst of all , the venerable priest Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least , And , after ...
... fear . Endymion too , without a forest peer , Stood , wan , and pale , and with an awed face , Among his brothers of the mountain chase . In midst of all , the venerable priest Eyed them with joy from greatest to the least , And , after ...
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... fears That , any longer , I will pass my days Alone and sad . No , I will once more raise My voice upon the mountain - heights ; once more Make my horn parley from their foreheads hoar : Again my trooping hounds their tongues shall loll ...
... fears That , any longer , I will pass my days Alone and sad . No , I will once more raise My voice upon the mountain - heights ; once more Make my horn parley from their foreheads hoar : Again my trooping hounds their tongues shall loll ...
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... fears to follow Where airy voices lead : so through the hollow , The silent mysteries of earth , descend ! " ་ He heard but the last words , nor could contend One moment in reflection : for he fled Into the 48 ENDYMION .
... fears to follow Where airy voices lead : so through the hollow , The silent mysteries of earth , descend ! " ་ He heard but the last words , nor could contend One moment in reflection : for he fled Into the 48 ENDYMION .
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302 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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...
229 ÆäÀÌÁö - Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair ; Forest on forest hung about his head Like cloud on cloud. No stir of air was there, Not so much life as on a summer's day Robs not one light seed from the feather'd grass, But where the dead leaf fell, there did it rest.
302 ÆäÀÌÁö - O for a beaker full of the warm South, Full of the true, the blushful Hippocrene, With beaded bubbles winking at the brim, And purple-stained mouth; That I might drink, and leave the world unseen, And with thee fade away into the forest dim...
304 ÆäÀÌÁö - Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, Call'd him soft names in many a mused rhyme...
322 ÆäÀÌÁö - I have heard that on a day Mine host's sign-board flew away Nobody knew whither, till An astrologer's old quill To a sheepskin gave the story — Said he saw you in your glory Underneath a...
304 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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 ecstacy ! Still wouldst thou sing, and I have ears in vain — To thy high requiem become a sod.
406 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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!" I saw their starved lips in the gloam With horrid warning gaped wide, And I awoke and found me here On the cold hill's side. And this is why I sojourn here Alone and palely loitering, Though the sedge is wither'd from the lake, And no birds sing.
xix ÆäÀÌÁö - And strength by limping sway disabled, And art made tongue-tied by authority...
378 ÆäÀÌÁö - 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.
212 ÆäÀÌÁö - She linger'd still. Meantime, across the moors, Had come young Porphyro, with heart on fire For Madeline. Beside the portal doors...