The Poetical Works of John Keats. In Two Parts, Volumes 1-2Wiley & Putnam, 1846 |
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Pagina 5
... sweet dreams , and health , and quiet breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman , dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the ...
... sweet dreams , and health , and quiet breathing . Therefore , on every morrow , are we wreathing A flowery band to bind us to the earth , Spite of despondence , of the inhuman , dearth Of noble natures , of the gloomy days , Of all the ...
Pagina 10
... sweet ! And , if thy lute is here , softly entreat My soul to keep in its resolved course . " Hereat Peona , in their silver source , Shut her pure sorrow - drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A ...
... sweet ! And , if thy lute is here , softly entreat My soul to keep in its resolved course . " Hereat Peona , in their silver source , Shut her pure sorrow - drops with glad exclaim , And took a lute , from which there pulsing came A ...
Pagina 24
... sweet Than those of sea - born Venus , when she rose From out her cradle shell . The wind out - blows Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion ; " T is blue , and over - spangled with a million Of little eyes , as though thou wert to shed ...
... sweet Than those of sea - born Venus , when she rose From out her cradle shell . The wind out - blows Her scarf into a fluttering pavilion ; " T is blue , and over - spangled with a million Of little eyes , as though thou wert to shed ...
Pagina 26
... sweet dream Fell into nothing - into stupid sleep . And so it was , until a gentle creep , A careful moving caught my waking ears , And up I started : Ah ! my sighs , my tears , My clenched hands ; -for lo ! the poppies hung Dew ...
... sweet dream Fell into nothing - into stupid sleep . And so it was , until a gentle creep , A careful moving caught my waking ears , And up I started : Ah ! my sighs , my tears , My clenched hands ; -for lo ! the poppies hung Dew ...
Pagina 32
... sweet Peona ! Beyond the matron - temple of Latona , Which we should see but for these darkening boughs , Lies a deep hollow , from whose ragged brows Bushes and trees do lean all round athwart , And meet so nearly , that with wings ...
... sweet Peona ! Beyond the matron - temple of Latona , Which we should see but for these darkening boughs , Lies a deep hollow , from whose ragged brows Bushes and trees do lean all round athwart , And meet so nearly , that with wings ...
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adieu Apollo Art thou Bacchus beauty beneath bliss blue bower breast breath bright Carian clouds Corinth dark deep delight divine dost doth dream earth Elysium Enceladus Endymion eyes face faint fair fear feel flowers forehead forest Gay villagers gentle Goddess golden green grief hand happy head heart heaven hour Hyperion immortal JOHN KEATS kiss Lamia leaves light lips lone lute Lycius lyre melodies morning mortal mossy Muses Naiad never night nymph o'er ODE TO PSYCHE pain pale pass'd passion pinions pleasant pleasure poesy rill ringdove rose round Saturn Satyrs Scylla seem'd shade sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul spake spirit stars stept stood strange stream sweet tears tell tender thee thine things thou art thou hast thought tongue trees trembling voice warm weep whence whispering wide wild wind wings wonders young youth