Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Weep no more! oh, weep no more!
Young buds sleep in the root’s white core.
Dry your eyes! oh, dry your eyes!
For I was taught in Paradise
To ease my breast of melodies,—
Shed no tear.
Overhead! look overhead!
‘Mong the blossoms white and red—
Look up, look up! I flutter now
On this fresh pomegranate bough.
See me! ’tis this silvery bill
Ever cures the good man’s ill.
Shed no tear! oh, shed no tear!
The flower will bloom another year.
Adieu, adieu—I fly—adieu!
I vanish in the heaven’s blue,—
Adieu, adieu!
- Fairy Song
Stichwörter: fairy
dolci le melodie conosciute, ma più dolci le ignote così voi, tenere cornamuse, il vostro canto non al mero orecchio portate- ma, per questo più care, allo spirito offrite silenziosi concerti."
" o grazioso giovane alla fresca ombra mai potrà il tuo canto languire- nè a quei rami venir meno la fronda."
"audace amante, mai tu potrai baciarla,
seppur vicino alla meta
e tuttavia non disperare."
"ella non può sfiorare e, seppur mai colta,
per sempre l'amerai-
e lei sarà per sempre bella.
Stichwörter: ode-sopra-un-urna-greca
Aí de quando a paixão é simultaneamente modesta e arrebatada!
John KeatsStichwörter: passion
No estoy seguro de nada excepto de la santidad del afecto del Corazón y la verdad de la Imaginación. Aquello que la imaginación capta como Belleza ha de ser verdad, haya existido antes o no.
John KeatsHis old right hand lay nerveless, listless, dead,
Unsceptred; and his realmless eyes were closed;
I wish I was either in your arms full of faith, or that a Thunder bolt would strike me.
John KeatsStichwörter: love poetry letter
My mind has been the most discontented and restless one that ever was put into a body too small for it.... I never felt my mind repose upon anything with complete and undistracted enjoyment- upon no person but you. When you are in the room my thoughts never fly out of window: you always concentrate my whole senses
John KeatsThe air is all softness.
John KeatsThe same that oft-times hath
charm'd magic casements,
opening on the foam
of perilous seas, in fairy lands forlorn.
Stichwörter: poetry
No one can usurp the heights...
But those to whom the miseries of the world
Are misery, and will not let them rest.
Stichwörter: poetry sadness misery
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