 | English poetry - 1881 - 456 pages
...Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongueCan burst Joy's grape against his palate fine; His soul shall taste the sadness of her might,... | |
 | Sidney Lanier - English fiction - 1883 - 312 pages
...anger shows, Imprison her soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die ;...aching Pleasure nigh, Turning to poison while the bee-moth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen... | |
 | John Keats - 1883 - 310 pages
...rainbow of the salt sand-wave, Or on the wealth of globed peonies " ; and which essentially "lives in Beauty — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." The first stanza, therefore, was the following — as grim a picture as Blake or Fuseli could have... | |
 | John Keats - 1884 - 420 pages
...anger shows, Emprison her soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. She dwells with Beauty— Beauty that must die ; And...his lips Bidding adieu ; and aching Pleasure nigh, Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save... | |
 | Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1884 - 522 pages
...who wrote of melancholy at a moment when love, fame, and friends were slipping from his grasp, that " She dwells with Beauty — Beauty that must die. And...Joy whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." Some further indication of the change which was coming over Keats when his last illness overtook him... | |
 | Mary Linskill - 1884 - 338 pages
...Depressing!—no, except in the sense that most beautiful things are depressing. You remember Keats:—- ' Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veil'd Melancholy has her sovran shrine.' " Genevieve paused awhile—a long while it seemed as they walked on side by side. " It is strange,'... | |
 | John Keats - English poetry - 1885 - 324 pages
...anger shows, Imprison her soft hand, and let her rave, And feed deep, deep upon her peerless eyes. III. She dwells with Beauty— Beauty that must die ; And...bee-mouth sips : Ay, in the very temple of Delight Veiled Melancholy has her sovran shrine, Though seen of none save him whose strenuous tongue Can burst... | |
 | Helen Shipton - 1885 - 342 pages
...future, of the beautiful years to come. This music, lovely though he thought it, could sing only of — Beauty that must die, And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu. The pleasant thrill of the nerves that the music had touched, deepened into pain. He turned his eyes... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - Authors, English - 1885 - 388 pages
...were a joy and beauty destined to a few years of precarious existence and an early end ; they were— Beauty that must die, And Joy whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu. 1 Mary's health, which had not been strong before, gave way in a year or two, and she died in 1868.... | |
 | Sir Henry Taylor - Great Britain - 1885 - 308 pages
...were a joy and beauty destined to a few years of precarious existence and an early end. They were: " Beauty that must die, And Joy whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu." * Mary's health, which had not been strong before, gave way in a year or two, and she died in 1868.... | |
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She dwells with Beauty— Beauty that must die; And Joy, whose hand is ever at his lips Bidding adieu... 
