The Poetical Works of John KeatsThomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1884 - 298页 |
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... gentle knight , Rein in the swelling of his ample might ? Spenser ! thy brows are arched , open , kind , And come like a clear sun - rise to my mind ; And always does my heart with pleasure dance , When I think on thy noble countenance ...
... gentle knight , Rein in the swelling of his ample might ? Spenser ! thy brows are arched , open , kind , And come like a clear sun - rise to my mind ; And always does my heart with pleasure dance , When I think on thy noble countenance ...
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... gentle squeeze he gave each lady's hand ! How tremblingly their delicate ancles spann'd ! Into how sweet a trance ... gently drew His warm arms , thrilling now with pulses new , From their sweet thrall , and forward gently bending ...
... gentle squeeze he gave each lady's hand ! How tremblingly their delicate ancles spann'd ! Into how sweet a trance ... gently drew His warm arms , thrilling now with pulses new , From their sweet thrall , and forward gently bending ...
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... gentle empire o'er fraternal souls . And while , for rhymes , I search around the poles , Your eyes are fix'd , as in poetic sleep , Upon the lore so voluble and deep , That aye at fall of night our care condoles . This is your birth ...
... gentle empire o'er fraternal souls . And while , for rhymes , I search around the poles , Your eyes are fix'd , as in poetic sleep , Upon the lore so voluble and deep , That aye at fall of night our care condoles . This is your birth ...
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