...wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day...As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. XXVITI. Stolen to this paradise, and so entranced, Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress, And listen'd...

...soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day; Blissfully haven't! both from Joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynims pny Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, A» though a rose should shut, and be a bud »gsb. 578...

...wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay. Until the poppied warmth of bleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day;...from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynlms prny; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though .a rose should shut, and be u bud...

...thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully haven 41 both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a mi-^sal where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded alike from sunshine...As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again." The last similitude is one to which it would not be easy to find a superior in the whole range of English...

...morrow day ; Blissfully haven'd both from joy and pain ¡ Claap'd like a mi.*al where swart Payniins pray : Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though a rose should shut and be a bud again." The luxury of the foregoing is most exquisite — and pure without the least mixture of the grossness...

...morrow-day ; Blissfully haven 'd both from joy and pain; Clasp'd like a missal where swart Paynlms prny ; Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, As though .a rose should shut, and be u bud again.' The last similitude is one to which it would not be easy to find a superior in the whole...

...wakeful swoon, perplex'd she lay, Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppress'd Her soothed limbs, and soul fatigued away ; Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day...As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. XXVIII. Stolen to this paradise, and so entranced, Porphyro gazed upon her empty dress, And listen'd...

...Her smoothed limbs, and soul, fatigued away, Flown, like a thought, until the morrow day; Bhssfully haven'd both from joy and pain ; Clasp'd like a missal...As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again." Keats died in Rome l82l, at the age of twentyfour or twenty-five. His " Hyperion," a fragment, has...

...away, Flown, like a thought, until the morrow-day ; Blissfully havened both from joy and pain ; Clasped like a missal, where swart Paynims pray ; Blinded...AS THOUGH A ROSE SHOULD SHUT, AND BE A BUD AGAIN. Can the beautiful go beyond this ? We never saw it. And how the imagery rises ! Flown like a thought...

...and the imagery of — (rf) The moonlight steeped in silentness The steady weathercock. (?) Clasped like a missal where swart Paynims pray, Blinded alike...rain, As though a rose should shut and be a bud again. (/) He hath awakened from the dream of life. ENGLISH IB .Y<rf mort than KIOHT questions it b' attrmptfd....