 | Thomas Humphry Ward - 1894 - 862 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine...for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thec, so my soul doth ache.' Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was... | |
 | John Keats - 1896 - 350 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 275 "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine...doth ache." Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk curtains : — 't was a midnight charm Impossible... | |
 | John Keats - 1896 - 338 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 2 75 "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the... | |
 | John Keats - 1896 - 348 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 275 " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the... | |
 | John Keats - 1896 - 348 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — 275 "And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : Open thine...St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so mv soul-doth ache." Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 280 Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her... | |
 | Elinor Mead Buckingham - 1897 - 356 páginas
...night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light. — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: " Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk... | |
 | 1899 - 788 páginas
...eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, " Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. 280 Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her...stream: The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; 285 Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: It seem'd he never, never could redeem From such a steadfast... | |
 | John Keats - 1899 - 510 páginas
...the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.— 'And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.' XXXII Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk... | |
 | John Keats, Horace Elisha Scudder - 1899 - 522 páginas
...the night, Filling the chilly room with perfume light.— ' And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache.' XXXII Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the dusk... | |
 | 1899 - 816 páginas
...451 275 Filling the chilly room with perfumed light — " And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake ! " Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite : " Open thine...I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache." XXXII. 280 Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream By the... | |
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And now, my love, my seraph fair, awake! Thou art my heaven, and I thine eremite: Open thine eyes, for meek St. Agnes' sake, Or I shall drowse beside thee, so my soul doth ache. 
