The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats: Now First Brought Together, Including Poems and Numerous Letters Not Before Published, 第 1 卷Reeves & Turner, 1883 |
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... fresh material ; and in this respect I hope that Keats's many readers will find compensation . Partly by the knowledge that much unused material existed , and partly by the feeling that the editions of Keats's writings current up to the ...
... fresh material ; and in this respect I hope that Keats's many readers will find compensation . Partly by the knowledge that much unused material existed , and partly by the feeling that the editions of Keats's writings current up to the ...
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... Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear Full many a dreary hour have I past , ... .. Volume Page II 181 II 247 II 214 I 47 Give me a golden pen , and let me lean Give me your patience , sister , while I frame ...... . Glocester ...
... Fresh morning gusts have blown away all fear Full many a dreary hour have I past , ... .. Volume Page II 181 II 247 II 214 I 47 Give me a golden pen , and let me lean Give me your patience , sister , while I frame ...... . Glocester ...
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... fresh laid coals , So , I am safe emerged from these broils ! Volume Page II 275 II 357 II 307 I 53 II ... 213 II 277 I 221 ... : II 287 ... :: II ... 329 II 271 II ... 349 II 326 II : 312 II 71 II ... 137 II ... 241 I 72 II 367 II 254 ...
... fresh laid coals , So , I am safe emerged from these broils ! Volume Page II 275 II 357 II 307 I 53 II ... 213 II 277 I 221 ... : II 287 ... :: II ... 329 II 271 II ... 349 II 326 II : 312 II 71 II ... 137 II ... 241 I 72 II 367 II 254 ...
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... fresh from the clear brook ; sweetly they slept On the blue fields of heaven , and then there crept ' A little noiseless noise among the leaves , Born of the very sigh that silence heaves : For not the faintest motion could be seen Of ...
... fresh from the clear brook ; sweetly they slept On the blue fields of heaven , and then there crept ' A little noiseless noise among the leaves , Born of the very sigh that silence heaves : For not the faintest motion could be seen Of ...
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... fresh woodland alley , never ending ; Or by the bowery clefts , and leafy shelves , Guess where the jaunty streams refresh themselves . I gazed awhile , and felt as light , and free As though the fanning wings of Mercury Had play'd upon ...
... fresh woodland alley , never ending ; Or by the bowery clefts , and leafy shelves , Guess where the jaunty streams refresh themselves . I gazed awhile , and felt as light , and free As though the fanning wings of Mercury Had play'd upon ...
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第365页 - 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...
第75页 - 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. Who is more happy, when, with heart's content, Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment ? Returning home at evening, with an ear Catching the notes of Philomel, — an eye...
第122页 - Made for our searching: yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits. Such the sun, the moon, Trees old and young, sprouting a shady boon For simple sheep; and such are dafFodils With the green world they live in; and clear rills That for themselves a cooling covert make 'Gainst the hot season; the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead; All lovely tales...
第365页 - Thou wast not born for death, immortal bird! No hungry generations tread thee down; The voice I hear this passing night was heard In ancient days by emperor and clown : Perhaps the self-same song that found a path Through the sad heart of Ruth, when, sick for home, She stood in tears amid the alien corn; The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn.
第9页 - Here are sweet peas, on tiptoe for a flight: With wings of gentle flush o'er delicate white, And taper fingers catching at all things, To bind them all about with tiny rings.
第76页 - 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. Who is more happy, when, with heart's content, Fatigued he sinks into some pleasant lair Of wavy grass, and reads a debonair And gentle tale of love and languishment ? Returning home at evening, with an ear Catching the notes of Philomel, — an eye Watching the sailing cloudlet's bright career, He mourns that day so soon has glided by : E'en like the passage of an angel's...
第83页 - THE poetry of earth is never dead : When all the birds are faint with the hot sun, And hide in cooling trees, a voice will run From hedge to hedge about the new-mown mead ; That is the Grasshopper's...
第122页 - 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 unhealthy and o'er-darkened ways Made for our searching : yes, in spite of all, Some shape of beauty moves away the pall From our dark spirits.
第353页 - Be still the unimaginable lodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conception to the very bourne of heaven, Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven, That spreading in this dull and clodded earth Gives it a touch ethereal— a new birth...
第136页 - ... unimaginable lodge For solitary thinkings; such as dodge Conception to the very bourne of heaven, Then leave the naked brain: be still the leaven, That spreading in this dull and clodded earth Gives it a touch ethereal- a new birth: Be still a symbol of immensity; A firmament reflected in a sea...