The Eve Of St. Agnes (John Keats Poems)
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
I.St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through the frozen ...
Thus all were satisfied, and day by day,For two sweet years a happy course was theirs;Happy, but yet the fortunate, ...
(Old English Manner.)APPRENTICED.Come out and hear the waters shoot, the owlet hoot, the owlet hoot; Yon crescent moon, a golden boat, ...
(Song of the uncommunicated Ideal.)I.I opened the eyes of my soul. And behold,A white river-lily: a lily awake, and aware,—For she set ...
LAST night, my love, I dreamed of thee,Yet 't was no dream Elysian:Draw closer to my breast, dear Blanche,The while ...
Hail, God revived in glory! The night is over and done;Far mountains wrinkled and hoary,Fair cities great in story, Flash in the ...
I NEVER knew the world in writeSo beautiful could beAs I have seen it here to-day,Beside the wintry sea;A new ...
Know you that magic image sweetWhen souls into each other go,And then in one soft breath outflow,Melodious, loving, mild, replete?They ...
St. Agnes' Eve--Ah, bitter chill it was! The owl, for all his feathers, was a-cold; The hare limp'd trembling through ...
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