And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache. Poems - الصفحة 269بواسطة John Keats - 1896 - عدد الصفحات: 302عرض كامل - لمحة عن هذا الكتاب
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 554
...tmnsferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light — " And now, my love, my semph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine... | |
| Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - عدد الصفحات: 552
...Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Somarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. XXXI. These dedicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in...wreathed silver : sumptuous they stand In the retired qoiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light — •• And now, my love, my seraph... | |
| John Keats - 1841 - عدد الصفحات: 254
...argosy transferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine... | |
| Rufus Wilmot Griswold - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 558
...argosy transferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties, every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden...night. Filling the chilly room with perfume light.— '* And now, my love, mv seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine eyes,... | |
| 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 614
...read the line delicately, and at the tip-end, as r were, of one's tongue. These delicates he heaped he fest(d , perj'umt li-Jtt.— u And now, my love, my seraph fair awake I Thoa art my heaven, and I thine eremite... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. lt And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art...and I thine eremite. Open thine eyes for meek St. Agues' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 278
...argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 278
...argosy transferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...argosy transferr'd From Fez ; and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to cedar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
| Leigh Hunt - 1845 - عدد الصفحات: 280
...argosy transferr'd From Fez; and spiced dainties every one, From silken Samarcand to ctdar'd Lebanon. These delicates he heap'd with glowing hand On golden dishes and in baskets bright Of wreathed silver; sumptuously they stand In the retired quiet of the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.... | |
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