 He had a fever late, and in the fit He cursed thee and thine, both house and land: Then there's that old Lord Maurice, not a whit More tame for his gray hairs — Alas me! flit! Flit like a ghost away.  Poems of John Keats - Page 63by John Keats - 1896Full view - About this book
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...both house and land: The?, there's that old Lord Maurice, not a whit More tame for his gmy hoirs — Alas me ! flit ! Flit like a ghost away." — "Ah,...me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier.' XIH. He follow'd through a lowly arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume. And as she... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 552 pages
..."Ah, gossip dear, We 're safe enough i here in this arm-choir sit. And tell me how" — " Good Sumts ! not here, not here; Follow me, child, or else these...plume. And as she mutter'd " Well-a — well-a-day ! " He found him in a little moonlit room, Pale, latticed, chill, and silent as a tomb. •• Now... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...both house and land : Then there's that old Lord Maurice, not a whit More tame for his grey hairs — Alas me ! flit ! Flit like a ghost away." — " Ah,...me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier." He follow'd through a lowly arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1841 - 378 pages
...house and land : Then there's that old Lord Maurice, not a whit More tame for his grey hairs—Alas, me ! flit; Flit like a ghost away."—" Ah, gossip...me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier." xi n. He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...More tame for his grey hairs—Alas, me ! flit; Flit like a ghost away."—" Ah, gossip dear, We 're safe enough; here in this arm-chair sit, And tell...Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier !" He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - 1845 - 372 pages
...More tame for his grey hairs—Alas, me! flit; Flit like a ghost away."—" Ah, gossip dear, We 're safe enough ; here in this arm-chair sit, And tell...me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier." He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 278 pages
...More tame for his grey hairs—Alas, me ! flit; Flit like a ghost away."—" Ah, gossip dear, We 're safe enough; here in this arm-chair sit, And tell...Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier !" He follow' d through a lowly, arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she... | |
 | Rufus Wilmot Griswold - Authors, English - 1845 - 558 pages
...tame for his gray hairs — A las me ! flit ! Flit like a ghost away." — " Ah ! gossip dear, We 're safe enough ; here in this arm-chair sit. And tell...me. child, or else these stones will be thy bier." He followed through a lowly arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume, And as she mutter'd... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 280 pages
...More tame for his grey hairs—Alas, me ! flit; Flit like a ghost away."—" Ah, gossip dear, * We 're safe enough; here in this arm-chair sit, And tell...Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier !" He followM through a lowly, arched way, Brushing the cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd,... | |
 | Leigh Hunt - English poetry - 1845 - 372 pages
...— " Good Saints ! not here ! not here ! Follow me, child, or else these stones will be thy bier." He follow'd through a lowly, arched way, Brushing...cobwebs with his lofty plume ; And as she mutter'd, " Well-a-well-a-day !" He found him in a little moonlight room," Pale, latticed, chill, and silent... | |
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