 | 1818 - 762 pages
...the mid forest brake. Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite. Haunt us till they become • cheering light Unto our mils, uid bound to us so fast, That, whether... | |
 | 1818 - 806 pages
...the mid forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there... | |
 | John Keats - 1818 - 232 pages
...brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms : And such too is the grandeur of the dooms 20 We have imagined for the mighty dead ; All lovely...does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light 30 Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1831 - 628 pages
...the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms : And such too is the grandeur from that hour won Dear as the temple's self, so does the moon. The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till... | |
 | Charlotte Fiske Bates - 1832 - 1022 pages
...the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair muskrose blooms : And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead;...immortal drink, Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I... | |
 | Samuel Taylor Coleridge - 1838 - 634 pages
...the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms : And such too is ihe grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...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 pages
...musk-rose bloomsAnd such too is the gmndeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead ; AH lovely tales that we have heard or read: An endless...does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 pages
...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...does the moon. The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast. That, whether there... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 pages
...the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms : And such too is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...does the moon, The passion poesy, glories infinite, Haunt us till they become a cheering light Unto our souls, and bound to us so fast, That, whether there... | |
 | 1845 - 260 pages
...mid-forest brake, Rich with the sprinkling affair musk-rose, blooms : And such, too, is the grandeur of the dooms We have imagined for the mighty dead...immortal drink Pouring unto us from the heaven's brink." This is the rich imagery of one whose soul was susceptible of the faintest and most delicate of her... | |
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Gainst the hot season ; the mid-forest brake, Rich with a sprinkling of fair musk-rose blooms: And such too is the 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... 
