Glory and loveliness have passed away; For if we wander out in early morn, No wreathed incense do we see upborne Into the east, to meet the smiling day: No crowd of nymphs soft voic'd and young, and gay, In woven baskets bringing ears of corn, Roses, and pinks, and violets, to adorn The shrine of Flora in her early May. But there are left delights as high as these, And I shall ever bless my destiny, That in a time, when under pleasant trees Pan is no longer sought, I feel a free A leafy luxury, seeing I could please With these poor offerings, a man like thee.
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Language English ● Format EPUB ● ISBN 9786050400144 ● File size 1.1 MB ● Publisher John Keats ● Published 2015 ● Downloadable 24 months ● Currency EUR ● ID 5108078 ● Copy protection Social DRM
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