 We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read : An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essences • For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That...  The Poetical Works of John Keats - Seite 58von John Keats - 1906 - 349 SeitenVollansicht - Über dieses Buch
 | 1818 - 762 Seiten
...grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read ; An endless fountain of immortal drink. Pouring unto...poesy, glories infinite. Haunt us till they become • cheering light Unto our mils, uid bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast,... | |
 | 1818 - 806 Seiten
...grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read; An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto...infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway... | |
 | 1818 - 606 Seiten
...line. Let us see. The following are .specimens of his prosodial notions of our English heroic metre. ' Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite.' — p. 4. ' So plenteously all weed-hidden roots.' — p. 6. ' Of some strange history, potent to send.'... | |
 | William Gifford, Sir John Taylor Coleridge, John Gibson Lockhart, Whitwell Elwin, William Macpherson, William Smith, Sir John Murray (IV), Rowland Edmund Prothero (Baron Ernle) - 1818 - 622 Seiten
...line. Let us see. The following are specimens of his prosodial notions of our English heroic metre. ' Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite.' — p. 4>. ' So plenteously all weed-kidden roots/ — p. 6. ' Of some strange history, potent to send.'... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 Seiten
...grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: stars; and how the eun Changes his lair, and by what...sen : He taught to rule, as life directs the limbs, won Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon. The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 Seiten
...grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink. Pouring unto...from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel these essence* For one short hour ; no, even as the trees That whisper round a temple become soon Dear as... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 Seiten
...gmndeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; AH lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto...infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast. They always... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 Seiten
...dead ; lovely tales that we have heard or read : An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unlo us from the heaven's brink. Nor do we merely feel...infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast. That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They always... | |
 | 1840 - 528 Seiten
...whispers him so pantingly and close ? Peona, his sweet sister : of all those, His friends, the dearest — Nor do we merely feel these essences For one short hour : no, even as the trees — to entice My stumbling down the monstrous precipice — No higher bard than simple maidenhood,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 Seiten
...grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely tales that we have heard or read : An endless fountain of immortal drink, Pouring unto...infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there be shine, or gloom o'ercast, They alway... | |
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