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" I cannot see what flowers are at my feet Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild... "
The Edinburgh Magazine and Literary Miscellany - 315 ÆäÀÌÁö
1820
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The Europeans: A Sketch

Tony Tanner, Patricia Crick - 1984 - 203 ÆäÀÌÁö
...Child. Felix is proposing this title ironically. The reference is to Keats's 'Ode to a Nightingale': Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coining musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. 14. (p. 38) Qu'en...
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Selected Poems and Letters of Keats

John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 301 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mossy ways. 5 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows 45 The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast...
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John Keats and the Loss of Romantic Innocence

Keith D. White - 1996 - 194 ÆäÀÌÁö
...the darkness: I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Without the sense of sight,...
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John Keats and the Culture of Dissent

Nicholas Roe - 1998 - 315 ÆäÀÌÁö
...(4o) lead into the 'embalmed darkness' of reverie figured as a woodland bower in which the poet may guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows...in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child. The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves (43-5o) — much as he had...
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These High, Green Hills

Jan Karon - 1997 - 384 ÆäÀÌÁö
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet,' " she murmured, " 'nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, but, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet wherewith the seasonable month endows.' Who said that?" "Will Rogers!" She laughed. "One more guess." "Joe DiMaggio?" "Keats!" "Aha." "How's...
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The Classic Hundred Poems: All-time Favorites

William Harmon, Professor William Harmon - 1998 - 360 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. VI Darkling I listen; and...
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Rules for the Dance: A Handbook for Writing and Reading Metrical Verse

Mary Oliver - 1998 - 194 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...
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The Masks of Keats: The Endeavour of a Poet

Thomas McFarland, Murray Professor of English Literature Emeritus Thomas McFarland - 2000 - 244 ÆäÀÌÁö
...brother George I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...in leaves, And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves.83 Prefigured by such floral...
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The Cambridge Companion to Keats

Susan J. Wolfson, Wolfson Susan J. - 2001 - 272 ÆäÀÌÁö
...verdure in Keats: I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. (Ode to a Nightingale 41-50)...
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The Discovery of Poetry: A Field Guide to Reading and Writing Poems

Frances Mayes - 2001 - 494 ÆäÀÌÁö
...mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves;...
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