 | Francis Turner Palgrave - English poetry - 1867 - 360 pages
...upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time To take into the air my quiet breath ; Now more than ever seems... | |
 | Richard Chenevix Trench (abp. of Dublin) - 1868 - 458 pages
...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 40 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild ; 45 White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine ; Fast-fading violets covered up in leaves ; And mid-May's... | |
 | Joseph Edwards Carpenter - 1869 - 596 pages
...cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs uoon the boughs, The Comet. 211 But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith...wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. Darkling I listen ; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful death, Call'd him soft... | |
 | Nicholas Roe - Literary Criticism - 1998 - 344 pages
...(4o) lead into the 'embalmed darkness' of reverie figured as a woodland bower in which the poet may guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child. The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Jan Karon - Fiction - 1997 - 372 pages
...wall with its thrusting formations. " 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,' " she murmured, " 'nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, but,...each sweet wherewith the seasonable month endows.' Who said that?" "Will Rogers!" She laughed. "One more guess." "Joe DiMaggio?" "Keats!" "Aha." "How's... | |
 | Richardo N. Franco - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1997 - 384 pages
..."And then my heart with pleasure fills,/And dances with the daffodils" (Abrams, The Norton 186). "5 "I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,/ Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs," era el Keats de "Ode to a Nightingale" (Abrams, The Norton 791). De hecho, se menciona en esta página... | |
 | William Harmon - Literary Collections - 1998 - 386 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Mary Oliver - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1998 - 212 pages
...light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
 | Connie Robertson - Reference - 1998 - 686 pages
...dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night. 5500 'Ode to a Nightingale' from the stormy blast, And our eternal home. WAUGH Evelyn 1903-1966 12293 Decline and 5501 'Ode to a Nightingale' Now more than ever seems it rich to die. To cease upon the midnight with... | |
 | David Bromwich - Literary Collections - 1999 - 484 pages
...and as he enters it Keats's impression is that he is dazed, and for the first time must move slowly. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child The coming musk-rose, full of... | |
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I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet... 
