Poems and VersesEyre & Spottiswoode, 1949 - 555 Seiten |
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... AURANTHE , CONRAD , Nobles , Knights , Ladies , & c . Music . OTHO . Now , Ludolph ! Now , Auranthe ! Daughter fair ! What can I find to grace your nuptial day More than my love , and these wide realms in fee ? LUDOLPH . I have too much ...
... AURANTHE , CONRAD , Nobles , Knights , Ladies , & c . Music . OTHO . Now , Ludolph ! Now , Auranthe ! Daughter fair ! What can I find to grace your nuptial day More than my love , and these wide realms in fee ? LUDOLPH . I have too much ...
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John Keats. Who is it ? AURANTHE . Conrad , traitor ! ALBERT . Let him in . Enter CONRAD . Do not affect amazement , hypocrite , At seeing me in this chamber . CONRAD . Auranthe ? ALBERT . Talk not with eyes , but speak your curses out ...
John Keats. Who is it ? AURANTHE . Conrad , traitor ! ALBERT . Let him in . Enter CONRAD . Do not affect amazement , hypocrite , At seeing me in this chamber . CONRAD . Auranthe ? ALBERT . Talk not with eyes , but speak your curses out ...
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... AURANTHE . AURANTHE . Go no further ; not a step more . Thou art A master - plague in the midst of miseries . Go , -I fear thee ! I tremble , every limb , Who never shook before . There's moody death In thy resolved looks ! Yes , I ...
... AURANTHE . AURANTHE . Go no further ; not a step more . Thou art A master - plague in the midst of miseries . Go , -I fear thee ! I tremble , every limb , Who never shook before . There's moody death In thy resolved looks ! Yes , I ...
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To Chatterton 1815 | 9 |
On receiving a curious shell and a copy of verses from | 15 |
To Solitude Nov 1815 | 21 |
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ALBERT arms AURANTHE beauty blue breath bright clear close clouds cold comes CONRAD dark dead dear death deep delight doth dream earth eyes face fair fear feel feet felt flowers follow forest gentle give golden gone green hair hand happy hast hath head hear heard heart heaven hour Keats keep kiss lady leaves light lips live look LUDOLPH morning mortal never night o'er once OTHO pain pale pass pleasant pleasure poor rest rose round seen shade side sigh silent silver sing sleep smile soft song sorrow soul sound spirit stars stood strange summer sure sweet tears tell thee thine things thou thought took trees turn voice warm wide wild wind wings wonder young