Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd... The Book of Gems: Wordsworth to Bayly - Page 120edited by - 1838Full view - About this book
| John Keats - 1874 - 320 pages
...beyond to-morrow. IV. Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his sards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays ; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
| John Keats, Robert Gittings - 1995 - 324 pages
...be able to hear it. Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: 35 Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around... | |
| Keith D. White - 1996 - 224 pages
...described in Olympian terms. Instead, the distinguishing feature of this ideal world is that in it "there is no light, / Save what from heaven is with.../ Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways" and Keats has ventured there, "Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, / But on the viewless wings... | |
| Warren Stevenson - 1996 - 166 pages
...most empathetic in English poetry. All the poet's senses are open, with the partial exception of sight ("But here there is no light, / Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown"), as women were formerly supposed to close their eyes while making love: hence, the implied androgyny... | |
| George Hughes - 1997 - 274 pages
...situation we should get padding, pleonasm, but this this time Keats creates a moment of magical intensity: But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. Before, we had oars flashing light into the "verdurous bosoms" of islands; now we have the still less... | |
| Lluís Meseguer, María Luisa Villanueva - 1998 - 444 pages
...repte per al traductor: Away! away! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Clustered around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
| Marion Montgomery - 1998 - 242 pages
...reality. But then comes grim immediacy of circumstance, imagination crashing back into dark reality: But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. That breeze of reality blows as it listeth, leaving one in the "embalmed darkness" of nature decayed,... | |
| Frank R. Shivers - 1998 - 348 pages
...Keats. Fitzgerald never read without crying the lines "Already with thee! tender is the night. . . / . . .But here there is no light, / Save what from heaven...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways." These lines read in the complete poem set a mood of disenchantment that Fitzgerald also created. That... | |
| Connie Robertson - 1998 - 686 pages
...'Ode to a Nightingale' Away! away! for I will By to thee. Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards. But ; no letters; 5500 'Ode to a Nightingale' I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon... | |
| Wendell Mayo - 1999 - 228 pages
...cross. I'm lost, so I ask Birute: "Where are you taking us now?" "Do not worry, Professor. Trust me. Tender is the night, and haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne — right, Professor? Or do you want us to get you a woman now?" We cross Latako gatve, head back to... | |
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