The Poetical Works and Other Writings of John Keats: Now First Brought Together, Including Poems and Numerous Letters Not Before Published, 第 3 卷Reeves & Turner, 1883 |
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第 26 頁
... getting to the end of it we see the Great God and our first parent , and that same Satan all brought in one's vision - we have the invocation to light before we mount to heaven - we breathe more freely - we feel the great author's ...
... getting to the end of it we see the Great God and our first parent , and that same Satan all brought in one's vision - we have the invocation to light before we mount to heaven - we breathe more freely - we feel the great author's ...
第 45 頁
... getting " golden opinions from all sorts of men , " it was not fitting that One who is sincerely your Friend should be found wanting . Last night when you left me - I went to my bed - And the Sonnet on the other side absolutely started ...
... getting " golden opinions from all sorts of men , " it was not fitting that One who is sincerely your Friend should be found wanting . Last night when you left me - I went to my bed - And the Sonnet on the other side absolutely started ...
第 70 頁
... getting well apace , and if you have a few trees , and a little harvesting about you , I'll snap my fingers in Lucifer's eye . I hope you bathe too ; if you This letter appears in the Life , Letters & c . without the names of the ...
... getting well apace , and if you have a few trees , and a little harvesting about you , I'll snap my fingers in Lucifer's eye . I hope you bathe too ; if you This letter appears in the Life , Letters & c . without the names of the ...
第 76 頁
... getting on famous with my third Book - have written 800 lines thereof , and hope to finish it next week . Bailey likes what I have done very much . Believe me , my dear Reynolds , one of my chief layings - up is the pleasure I shall ...
... getting on famous with my third Book - have written 800 lines thereof , and hope to finish it next week . Bailey likes what I have done very much . Believe me , my dear Reynolds , one of my chief layings - up is the pleasure I shall ...
第 80 頁
... getting on with your poem . Success to it and to you , with all my heart and soul . Will you capital fellow , we have stummed up a kind of 80 MISCELLANEOUS LETTERS . September To Fanny Keats 10 September 1817 To Benjamin Robert Haydon 1817.
... getting on with your poem . Success to it and to you , with all my heart and soul . Will you capital fellow , we have stummed up a kind of 80 MISCELLANEOUS LETTERS . September To Fanny Keats 10 September 1817 To Benjamin Robert Haydon 1817.
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第 23 頁 - Anon, out of the earth a fabric huge Rose like an exhalation, with the sound Of dulcet symphonies and voices sweet, Built like a temple, where pilasters round Were set, and Doric pillars overlaid With golden architrave; nor did there want Cornice or frieze, with bossy sculptures graven : The roof was fretted gold.
第 292 頁 - All school-days' friendship, childhood innocence ? We, Hermia, like two artificial gods, Have with our needles created both one flower, Both on one sampler, sitting on one cushion, Both warbling of one song, both in one key ; As if our hands, our sides, voices, and minds, Had been incorporate.
第 99 頁 - I mean Negative Capability, that is, when a man is capable of being in uncertainties, mysteries, doubts, without any irritable reaching after fact and reason...
第 28 頁 - Urania, and fit audience find, though few. But drive far off the barbarous dissonance Of Bacchus and his revellers, the race Of that wild rout that tore the Thracian Bard In Rhodope, where woods and rocks had ears To rapture, till the savage clamour drowned Both harp and voice ; nor could the Muse defend Her son.
第 233 頁 - A poet is the most unpoetical of any thing in existence, because he has no Identity — he is continually in for and filling some other Body — The Sun, the Moon, the Sea and Men and Women, who are creatures of impulse, are poetical, and have about them an unchangeable attribute; the poet has none, no identity — he is certainly the most unpoetical of all God's Creatures.
第 22 頁 - The imperial ensign; which, full high advanced, Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind...
第 22 頁 - With orient colours waving: with them rose A forest huge of spears; and thronging helms Appeared, and serried shields in thick array Of depth immeasurable. Anon they move In perfect phalanx to the Dorian mood Of flutes and soft recorders...
第 23 頁 - Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
第 234 頁 - It is a wretched thing to confess, but it is a very fact, that not one word I ever utter can be taken for granted as an opinion growing out of my identical nature. How can it, when I have no nature?
第 280 頁 - This morning I am in a sort of temper^ indolent and supremely careless; I long after a stanza or two of Thomson's " Castle of Indolence;" my passions are all asleep, from my having slumbered till nearly eleven, and weakened the animal fibre all over me, to a delightful sensation, about three degrees on this side of faintness. If I had teeth of pearl, and the breath of lilies, I should call it languor ; but, as I am, I must call it laziness.