...; but the result of all was— that — that — that we were married. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. T. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen...

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...composed by him while he lay sleepless and suffering under the illness which he felt to be mortal. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In most melodious plot Of beechen green...

...preserve, 'mong the urns Of the wisest, the bravest, the best of mankind ! ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. KEATS. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen...

...following poem by John Keats to the H Nightingale is perhaps the most beautiful that ever was written. " ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. " My heart aches, and a drowsy...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness, — That thou, light-winged Dryad of the trees ! In some melodious plot Of beechen...

...his last poems was in prospect of departure from his native shores. It is an Ode to a Nightingali. My heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...through envy of thy happy lot, But being too happy in thine happiness,— That i In MI, light-winged Dryad of the HITS, In some melodious plot Of beechen...

...reader, and breathes with every thing that is elevating, cheering, and heavenly.] EXTRACTS FROM KEATS. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. KF 0 for a draught...

...fair breast, As down she knelt for Heaven's grace and boon. * * * * *'~* * ODE TO A NIOHTINOALB. MY heart aches, and a drowsy numbness pains My sense,...light-winged dryad of the trees, In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless, Singest of summer in full-throated ease. O for a draught of...

...moon, And threw warm gules on Madeline's fair breast, As down she knelt for Heaven's grace and boon. ODE TO A NIGHTINGALE. My heart aches, and a drowsy...But being too happy in thy happiness, — That thou, light- winged dryad of the trees. In some melodious plot Of beechen green, and shadows numberless,...