 | John Keats - 1859 - 524 pàgines
...The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foain Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream ?... | |
 | William Allingham - 1860 - 316 pàgines
...ofttimes hath Charm'd magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. vm. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | Francis Turner Palgrave - 1861 - 356 pàgines
...The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn! the very word is like a bell...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades: Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | Thomas Shorter - 1861 - 438 pàgines
...The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell...deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Fust the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1861 - 580 pàgines
...in so sweet a place." Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my soul's self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1862 - 578 pàgines
...faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my soul's self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 370 pàgines
...perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back ffom thee to my sole self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | George Lillie Craik - 1863 - 564 pàgines
...faery lands forlorn. Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my soul's self! Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she...Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream... | |
 | John Keats - 1863 - 496 pàgines
...The same that oft-times hath Charm'd magic casements, opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in faery lands forlorn. : Forlorn ! the very word is like a bell To toll me back from thee to my sole self ! J Adieu ! the fancy cannot cheat so well As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy... | |
 | Richard Henry Stoddard - 1865 - 120 pàgines
...She stood in tears amid the alien corn : The same that oft-times hath Charmed magic casements opening on the foam Of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn....Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side ; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision or a waking dream... | |
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As she is famed to do, deceiving elf. Adieu ! adieu ! thy plaintive anthem fades Past the near meadows, over the still stream, Up the hill-side; and now 'tis buried deep In the next valley-glades : Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music:... 
