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" I behold, upon the night's starred face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance, And think that I may never live to trace Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance; And when I feel, fair creature of an hour! That I shall never look upon... "
Challenge of Keats: Bicentenary Essays, 1795-1995 - Página 88
editado por - 2000 - 313 páginas
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884
...— The gradual sand that through an hour-glass runs,— in. WRITTEN IN JANUARY, 1818. When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like full garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

Thomas Young Crowell - 1885
...hour glass runs, — A woodland rivulet, — a Poet's death. WRITTEN IN JANUARY, iSiS. WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like full garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon...
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The Yale Literary Magazine, Volumen50

1885
...been used. A fellow-sympathy he must have had with that sonnet of Keats' which begins : " When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain." Aware of the preciousness of his work, he toiled prodigiously while he might, he hoarded his opportunities...
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Three Hundred English Sonnets

David M. Main - 1886 - 320 páginas
...has his Winter, too, of pale misfeature, Or else he would forego his mortal nature. 'XT THEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charact'ry Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain; When I behold, upon the night's starred face,...
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A Third Poetry Book

1889 - 517 páginas
...all his men Looked at each other with a wild surmise, Silent, upon a peak in Darien. II When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon...
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Life of John Milton

Richard Garnett - 1890 - 205 páginas
...which he lacks the energy to undertake ; or, save once, does he seem to have felt with Keats : — " Fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before that books, in high piled charactery, Hold in rich garners the full ripened grain." He neither writes...
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The English Poets, Volumen4

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1893
...— The gradual sand that through an hour-glass runs, — 1n. WRITTEN IN JANUARY, 1818. When I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like full garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon...
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English Sonnets

Arthur Quiller-Couch - 1897 - 223 páginas
...Dead-heavy ; arms and shoulders gleam awhile ; He's gone ; up bubbles all his amorous breath ! WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charact'ry, Hold like full garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon the night's starred...
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A Little Book of English Sonnets: With Notes and an Introd

Bowyer Nichols - 1903 - 217 páginas
...Wasting of old Time — with a billowy main, A sun, a shadow of a magnitude. JOHN KEATS WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain, Before high-piled books in charact'ry Hold like rich garners the full-ripened grain ; When I behold, upon the night's starred...
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The Hundred Best Poems (lyrical) in the English Language

Adam L. Gowans - 1903 - 143 páginas
...lake, And no birds sing. 45. Sonnet. WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain, Before high-piled books, in charactery, Hold like rich garners the full ripen'd grain ; When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face, Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,...
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