 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 страници
...arbor take A dewy flower, oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe- wards had sunk : 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 страници
...arbor take A dewy (lower, oft would that hand appear, And o'er my eyes the trembling moisture shake. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe- wards had sunk : MISCELLANEOUS POEMS. 103 'T is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being... | |
 | Samuel Carter Hall - 1846 - 332 страници
...had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thtm, light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1847 - 606 страници
...perusal of its mellifluous numbers. Take the following specimen, all we can afford to present : — ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. " My heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains, One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk ; 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1847 - 556 страници
...eyes the trembling mouture shake ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. 1. Mr heart aches, and a drowsy numbness paint My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk Т is not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness, — • That thou, light-winged... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 страници
...thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,— That I Inm, light-winged Dryad of the treea, My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated... | |
 | George Croly - 1849 - 416 страници
...soft The red-breast whistles from a garden-croft ; And gathering swallows twitter in the skies. TO THE NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness...the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : *Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged... | |
 | George Croly - 1850 - 442 страници
...TO THE NIGHTINGALE. M v heart aclies, and a drowsy numbness paint My sense, as though of hemlock f had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk : 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged... | |
 | Mary Russell Mitford - 1852 - 592 страници
...him. No one since Spenser has possessed a more graphic pen. His processions not only live, they move. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-ward had sunk: 'Tis not through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thy happiness,—... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1851 - 764 страници
...humble Pœan, Upon thy Mount Lycean ! Ode to a Nightingale, My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pain« he »teed to battle : 'Tie not through envy of thy happy lot But being too happy in thy happiness, That thou, light-winged... | |
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MY HEART aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains One minute past, and Lethe-wards had sunk... 
