The Poetical Works of John KeatsThomas Y. Crowell & Company, 1884 - 298页 |
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第36页
... rose ; ' twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And , as I feasted on its fragrancy , I thought the garden - rose it far excell'd : But when , O Wells ! thy roses ...
... rose ; ' twas the first that threw Its sweets upon the summer : graceful it grew As is the wand that queen Titania wields . And , as I feasted on its fragrancy , I thought the garden - rose it far excell'd : But when , O Wells ! thy roses ...
第224页
... rose along the gusty floor . XLI . They glide , like phantoms , into the wide hall ; Like phantoms , to the iron porch , they glide ; Where lay the Porter , in uneasy sprawl , With a huge empty flaggon by his side : The wakeful ...
... rose along the gusty floor . XLI . They glide , like phantoms , into the wide hall ; Like phantoms , to the iron porch , they glide ; Where lay the Porter , in uneasy sprawl , With a huge empty flaggon by his side : The wakeful ...
第234页
... rose - scented , And the rose herself has got Perfume which on earth is not ; Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless , tranced thing , But divine melodious truth ; Philosophic numbers smooth ; Tales and golden histories Of ...
... rose - scented , And the rose herself has got Perfume which on earth is not ; Where the nightingale doth sing Not a senseless , tranced thing , But divine melodious truth ; Philosophic numbers smooth ; Tales and golden histories Of ...
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