 | English poems - 1870 - 722 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Francis Henry Underwood - 1871 - 664 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards : Already with thee ! tender...Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed... | |
 | Edith P. Hazen - Literary Criticism - 1992 - 1172 pages
...48 Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards. But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain untains The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. (1. 1 -3) 64 A man and a woman Are one. A man (1. 32-36) 49 Darkling I listen; and for many a time I have been half in love with easeful Death, (1.... | |
 | American poetry - 1993 - 412 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Francis Scott Fitzgerald - Fiction - 1994 - 324 pages
...Introduction and Notes by HENRY CLARIDGE University of Kent Already with thee! tender is the night . . . But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. 'Ode to a Nightingale'1 For customers... | |
 | Carl R. Woodring, James Shapiro - Literary Criticism - 1995 - 936 pages
...thee. Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | John Keats, Robert Gittings - Literary Collections - 1995 - 324 pages
...and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: 35 Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Keith D. White - Apollo (Greek deity) in literature - 1996 - 224 pages
...described in Olympian terms. Instead, the distinguishing feature of this ideal world is that in it "there is no light, / Save what from heaven is with.../ Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways" and Keats has ventured there, "Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, / But on the viewless wings... | |
 | Warren Stevenson - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 166 pages
...most empathetic in English poetry. All the poet's senses are open, with the partial exception of sight ("But here there is no light, / Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown"), as women were formerly supposed to close their eyes while making love: hence, the implied androgyny... | |
 | George Hughes - Literary Criticism - 1997 - 274 pages
...situation we should get padding, pleonasm, but this this time Keats creates a moment of magical intensity: But here there is no light, Save what from heaven...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. Before, we had oars flashing light into the "verdurous bosoms" of islands; now we have the still less... | |
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Away ! away ! for I will fly to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee ! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-moon is on her throne, Clustered... 
