 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1837 - 416 pages
...sweetest draught, and could always say of the " Goddess sage and holy," " 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... | |
 | Sarah Josepha Buell Hale - American poetry - 1839 - 452 pages
...and could always say of the "goddess sage and holy," " She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that mnst 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... | |
 | Mary Botham Howitt - English poetry - 1840 - 552 pages
...soft hand, and let her rave. And feed deep, deep upon her peerlen еусч. 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-mouih sips : Ay. in the very temple of... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1841 - 254 pages
...soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. 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... | |
 | John Keats - 1846 - 348 pages
...hand, and let her rave, , . _ . And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. 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... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1846 - 340 pages
...soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. 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... | |
 | John Keats - 1847 - 280 pages
...hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. 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... | |
 | Richard Monckton Milnes (1st baron Houghton.) - 1848 - 328 pages
...the salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed... | |
 | John Keats - Poets, English - 1848 - 414 pages
...the salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed... | |
 | John Keats - Poets, English - 1848 - 420 pages
...salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies ;" and which essentially " lives in Beauty—Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following : as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have dreamed... | |
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She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu... 
