 She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine...  The Twentieth Century - Page 2471926Full view - About this book
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1837 - 426 pages
...poison while the bee-mouth sips; Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sorrow shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung." THE BLIND MAN'S LAY. " AT times Allan felt as if his blindness were a llessing— for it forced him... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1837 - 416 pages
...poison while the bee-mouth sips; Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sorrow shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous...fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, THE BLIND MAN'S LAY. " AT times Allan felt as if his blindness were a blessing — for it forced him... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 552 pages
...at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouih sips : Ay. in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed slope full unmcte Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 554 pages
...Melancholy has her sovmn shrine, Though seen of nono su ve him whose strenuous tongue Can burst Joy's gmpe against his palate fine ; His soul shall taste the...her might. And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay ia my bed etepe full un me to Was unto me, but why that I no might Rest... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy...tongue Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine ; SLEEP AND FOETRY. As I lay in my bed slepc full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1846 - 340 pages
...at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed slepe full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 pages
...at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy...her might, And be among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my bed slepe full unmete Was unto me, but why that I ne might Rest I... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 pages
...ever at his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips: Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy...shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous Can burst Joy's grape against his palate fine ; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might, And... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1847 - 556 pages
...Melancholy has her sovrnn shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can hurst Joy's gmpe against his palate fine ; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might. And he among her cloudy trophies hung. SLEEP AND POETRY. As I lay in my hed siepe full uumcte Was unto... | |
 | Caroline Matilda Kirkland - English poetry - 1852 - 356 pages
...Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none...her might. And be among her cloudy trophies hung. Samuel Lover. T\OWN by the river's bank I stray'd Upon an Autumn day ; Beside the fading forest there,... | |
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