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...from which he was destined never to return. VOL. XXV.- NO. XLIX. 12 " KEATS'S LAST SONNET. " I3right star ! would I were steadfast as thou art — Not...ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors — Xo — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,...

...and my ambition blind ! XX. KEATS'S LAST SONNET. BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou artNot in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching,...ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors — No — yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,...

...blind! xx. KEATS'S LAST SONNET. BRIGHT star ! would I were steadfast as thou artNot in lone splendor hung aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids...ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the new soft fallen mask Of snow upon the mountains and the moors— No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable,...

...it was then that he composed that sonnet of solemn tenderness, Bright star ! would I were stedfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching with eternal lips apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of...

...heart, it was then that he composed that sonnet of solemn tenderness, Bright star! would I were stedfast as thou art — Not in lone splendour hung aloft the night, And watching with eternal Hps apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless eremite, The moving waters at their priestlike task Of pure...

...blind ! 1819. LAST SONNET. BRIGHT star, would I were steadfast as thou art! Not in lone splendor hang aloft the night, And watching, with eternal lids apart, Like Nature's patient sleepless Eremite, The moTing waters at their priestlike task Of pore ablution round earth's human shores, Or gazing on the...

...wake those eyes In vain he weeps, in vain he sighs, To lift their silken lashes. T. Campbell Bright Star ! would I were steadfast as thou art— Not in...lids apart, Like nature's patient sleepless Eremite, No—yet still steadfast, still unchangeable, Pillow'd upon my fair Love's ripening breast To feel...