The Poetical Works of John Keats
The Poetical Works of John Keats
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H 2 100 ENDYMION So still obey the guiding hand that fends The e safely through these ^wppdera fpr_awfg^ ends.
'Tis a concealment needful in extreme ; And if I guess'd not so, the sunny beam Thou shouldst mount up to with me. Now adieu !
Here must we leave thee." — At these words upflew The impatient doves, uprose the floating car, 580 Up went the hum celestial. High afar The Latmian saw them minish into naught ; And, when all were clear vanish'd, still he caught A vivid lightning from that dre...adful bow.
When all was darkened, with ^Etnean throe The earth clos'd — gave a solitary moan — And left him once again in twilight lone.
He did not rave, he did not stare aghast, For all those visions were o'ergone, and past, And he in loneliness : he felt assur'd 590 Of happy times, when all he had endur'd Would seem a feather to the mighty prize, Soj with unusual gladn ess, o n he h ies Th rough c aves, and palaces of mottled ore.
Gold dome, and crystal wall, and turquois floor, Black polish'd porticos of awful shade, And, at the last, a diamond balustrade, Leading afar past wild magnificence, Spiral through ruggedest loopholes, and thence Stretching across a void, then guiding o'er 600 Enormous chasms, where, all foam and roar, Streams subterranean teaze their granite beds ; Then heighten'd just above the silvery heads Of a thousand fountains, so that he could dash The waters with his spear; but at the splash, Done heedlessly, those spouting columns rose Sudden a poplar's height, and 'gan to enclose His diamond path with fretwork, streaming round 584-5 Anon and ever gleams from that dread bow.
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To quickly assess the difficulty of the text, read a short excerpt:
H 2 100 ENDYMION So still obey the guiding hand that fends The e safely through these ^wppdera fpr_awfg^ ends.
'Tis a concealment needful in extreme ; And if I guess'd not so, the sunny beam Thou shouldst mount up to with me. Now adieu !
Here must we leave thee." — At these words upflew The impatient doves, uprose the floating car, 580 Up went the hum celestial. High afar The Latmian saw them minish into naught ; And, when all were clear vanish'd, still he caught A vivid lightning from that dre...adful bow.
When all was darkened, with ^Etnean throe The earth clos'd — gave a solitary moan — And left him once again in twilight lone.
He did not rave, he did not stare aghast, For all those visions were o'ergone, and past, And he in loneliness : he felt assur'd 590 Of happy times, when all he had endur'd Would seem a feather to the mighty prize, Soj with unusual gladn ess, o n he h ies Th rough c aves, and palaces of mottled ore.
Gold dome, and crystal wall, and turquois floor, Black polish'd porticos of awful shade, And, at the last, a diamond balustrade, Leading afar past wild magnificence, Spiral through ruggedest loopholes, and thence Stretching across a void, then guiding o'er 600 Enormous chasms, where, all foam and roar, Streams subterranean teaze their granite beds ; Then heighten'd just above the silvery heads Of a thousand fountains, so that he could dash The waters with his spear; but at the splash, Done heedlessly, those spouting columns rose Sudden a poplar's height, and 'gan to enclose His diamond path with fretwork, streaming round 584-5 Anon and ever gleams from that dread bow.
What to read after The Poetical Works of John Keats?
You can find similar books in the "Read Also" column, or choose other free books by Keats John to read onlineMoreLess
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