The Poetical Works of John KeatsEdward Moxon & Company, Dover street., 1863 - 301ÆäÀÌÁö |
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... his essence fine Into the winds : rain - scented eglantine Gave temperate sweets to that well - wooing sun ; The lark was lost in him ; cold springs had run tselfuiticin ENDYMION . W To warm their chilliest bubbles in 8 ENDYMION .
... his essence fine Into the winds : rain - scented eglantine Gave temperate sweets to that well - wooing sun ; The lark was lost in him ; cold springs had run tselfuiticin ENDYMION . W To warm their chilliest bubbles in 8 ENDYMION .
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... pent - up butterflies Their freckled wings ; yea , the fresh - budding year All its completions - be quickly near , By every wind that nods the mountain pine , O forester divine ! 66 Thou , to whom every faun and satyr flies 14 ENDYMION .
... pent - up butterflies Their freckled wings ; yea , the fresh - budding year All its completions - be quickly near , By every wind that nods the mountain pine , O forester divine ! 66 Thou , to whom every faun and satyr flies 14 ENDYMION .
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... wind , And with the balmiest leaves his temples bind ; And , ever after , through those regions be His messenger , his little Mercury . Some were athirst in soul to see again Their fellow - huntsmen o'er the wide champaign In times long ...
... wind , And with the balmiest leaves his temples bind ; And , ever after , through those regions be His messenger , his little Mercury . Some were athirst in soul to see again Their fellow - huntsmen o'er the wide champaign In times long ...
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... sea - born Venus , when she rose From out her cradle shell . The wind out - blows Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion ; ' Tis blue , and over - spangled with a million Of little eyes , as though thou wert to shed ENDYMION . 27.
... sea - born Venus , when she rose From out her cradle shell . The wind out - blows Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion ; ' Tis blue , and over - spangled with a million Of little eyes , as though thou wert to shed ENDYMION . 27.
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... winds at large - that all may hearken ! Although , before the crystal heavens darken , I watch and dote upon the silver lakes Pictured in western cloudiness , that takes The semblance of gold rocks and bright gold sands , ENDYMION . 31.
... winds at large - that all may hearken ! Although , before the crystal heavens darken , I watch and dote upon the silver lakes Pictured in western cloudiness , that takes The semblance of gold rocks and bright gold sands , ENDYMION . 31.
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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...