 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 552 sider
...her rave. And feed deep, deep upon her peerlen еусч. She dwells with Beauty— Beauty that must die ; . And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouih sips : Ay. in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1840 - 554 sider
...her mve, And feed deep, deep upon her pcerlc« cyeч. 597 She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Tuming to poison while the bee-mouth sipe : Ay. in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has... | |
 | John Keats - 1841 - 254 sider
...let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 340 sider
...let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 328 sider
...Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 414 sider
...Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - 1852 - 356 sider
...let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die : And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - 1853 - 548 sider
...ra\o She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; ,, And Joy't whoso hand is ever at his lipa Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth aips : Ay, in Ihe very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none... | |
 | John Keats - 1855 - 416 sider
...let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can hurst Joy's grape against his... | |
 | Beautiful poetry - 1855 - 440 sider
...let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding...bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst... | |
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Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. 
