What The Thrush Said. Lines From A Letter To John Hamilton Reynolds (John Keats Poems)
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist And the black elm ...
O thou whose face hath felt the Winter's wind, Whose eye has seen the snow-clouds hung in mist And the black elm ...
Svch time as Tytan with his fiery beames In highest degree, made duskish Leo sweat Field-tilling Swains driue home their ...
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