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  1. Hace 3 días · I Stood Tip-toe Upon A Little Hill. I stood tip-toe upon a little hill, The air was cooling, and so very still, That the sweet buds which with a modest pride. Pull droopingly, in slanting curve aside, Their scantly leaved, and finely tapering stems, Had not yet lost those starry diadems. Caught from the early sobbing of the morn.

  2. Hace 4 días · But every morn of woodbine fresh. She made her garlanding, And every night the dark glen Yew. She wove, and she would sing. And with her fingers old and brown. She plaited Mats o' Rushes, And gave them to the Cottagers. She met among the Bushes. Old Meg was brave as Margaret Queen.

  3. Hace 5 días · Son of the old Moon-mountains African! Chief of the Pyramid and Crocodile! We call thee fruitful, and that very while B. A desert fills our seeing's inward span: C. Nurse of swart nations since the world began, C. Art thou so fruitful? or dost thou beguile B.

  4. Hace 5 días · To The Memory Of John Keats. The World, its hopes and fears, have pass'd away; No more its trifling thou shalt feel or see; Thy hopes are ripening in a brighter day, While these left buds thy monument shall be. When Rancour's aims have past in nought away, Enlarging specks discern'd in more than thee, And beauties 'minishing which few display ...

  5. John Keats. Samuel Johnson. W. Jackson Bate (born May 23, 1918, Mankato, Minn., U.S.—died July 26, 1999, Boston, Mass.) was an American author and literary biographer known for his studies of the English writers John Keats and Samuel Johnson. Educated at Harvard University, Bate taught history and literature there from 1946 to 1986 and was ...

  6. Hace 3 días · There are four seasons in the mind of man: He has his lusty Spring, when fancy clear. Takes in all beauty with an easy span: He has his Summer, when luxuriously. Spring's honied cud of youthful thought he loves. To ruminate, and by such dreaming high. Is nearest unto heaven: quiet coves. His soul has in its Autumn, when his wings.

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