 | Malcolm A. Jeeves - Religion - 2004 - 252 pages
...writing surely the greatest poem of all time, the "Ode to a Nightingale," began the magic invocation, My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk. And at the end of the poem we then read: Was it a vision, or a waking dream? Fled is that music: —... | |
 | Bone - Literary Criticism - 2004 - 305 pages
...rolling. Mountainous, all around Departing, departing, departing. (Blake, The Book of Urizen, 12-17) My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense, as though of hemlock I had drunk (Keats, 'Ode to a Nightingale', 1-2) Behold her, single in the field, Yon solitary highland lass! Reaping... | |
 | Annie Chandy Mathew - 2004 - 268 pages
...at that face that she knew so well. Beyond a shadow of a doubt it was Rohan. An overdose they said. "..as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains...." "Oh no inspector, you must be mistaken, he was not like that," she protested, even as she began to... | |
 | Annie Chandy Mathew - 2004 - 268 pages
...at that face that she knew so well. Beyond a shadow of a doubt it was Rohan. An overdose they said. "..as though of hemlock I had drunk, Or emptied some dull opiate to the drains...." "Oh no inspector, you must be mistaken, he was not like that," she protested, even as she began to... | |
 | Robert Macnish - 2006 - 280 pages
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 | Criticism - 2006
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