 The poetry of earth is ceasing never : • On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence, from the stove there shrills The cricket's song, in warmth increasing ever, And seems, to one in drowsiness half lost, The grasshopper's among some...  The Poetical Works of John Keats - Page 228by John Keats - 1841 - 240 pagesFull view - About this book
 | William Cullen Bryant - American poetry - 1880 - 1124 pages
...with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never. l 'na Anil «-ems, to one in drowsiness half lost, The grasshopper's among some grassy hills. JOHN KEATS.... | |
 | David M. Main - Sonnets, English - 1880 - 490 pages
...dead — "Such a prosperous opening!" he said; and when he came to the tenth and eleventh lines: — On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence — "Ah ! that's perfect ! Bravo, Keats 1" And then he went on in a dilation upon the dumbness of Nature... | |
 | David M. Main - 1880 - 506 pages
...dead — "Such a prosperous opening!" he said; and when he came to the tenth and eleventh lines : — On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence — "Ah ! that's perfect I Bravo, Keats !" And then he went on in a dilation upon the dumbness of Nature... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - English poetry - 1881 - 654 pages
...done With his delights, for, when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never : On a lone winter...half lost, The Grasshopper's among some grassy hills. vI. THE HUMAN SEASONS. Four Seasons fill the measure of the year ; There are four seasons in the mind... | |
 | Henry Troth Coates - American poetry - 1881 - 1138 pages
...done With his delights ; for, when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. e is growing sharp and thin. Alack ! our friend is gone. Close up his eyes: tie grasey hills. JOHN KEATS. To THE GRASSHOPPER AND CRICKET. GREEN little vaulter in the sunny grass,... | |
 | Epes Sargent - American poetry - 1881 - 1000 pages
...when tired out .with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasiug , afar from man ! Afar in the desert I love to ride,...corruption, and strife — The proud man's frown, and the KEATS'S LAST SONNET. Bright star! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not in lone splendor hnug... | |
 | David M. Main (ed) - 1881 - 496 pages
...dead— " Such a prosperous opening ! " he said ; and when he came to the tenth and eleventh lines :— On a lone winter evening, when the frost Has wrought a silence— "Ah ! that's perfect! Bravo, Keats !'' And then he went on in a dilation upon the dumbness of Nature... | |
 | Samuel Waddington - 1882 - 280 pages
...never done With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never : On a lone winter...half lost, The grasshopper's among some grassy hills. ON FIRST LOOKING INTO CHAPMAN'S HOMER. UCH have I travelled in the realms of gold, And many goodly... | |
 | Winter pictures - 1882 - 200 pages
...done / With his delights, for when tired out with fun, He rests at ease beneath some pleasant weed. The poetry of earth is ceasing never : On a lone winter...half lost The grasshopper's among some grassy hills. THE CIRCLING YEAR. Now to the utmost southern goal The Sun has traced his annual way, And backward... | |
 | Quotations, English - 1882 - 1434 pages
...with fragrant immortelles. Fly swiftly there and drain those honey wells." j. HELEN HUNT— My Bees. k. KEATS — On the Grasshopper and . Cricket When all the birds are faint with the hot sun And hide... | |
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