 | 李正栓, 吴晓梅 - 2004 - 264 pages
...thee, Not charioted by Bacchus 2I and his pards, 22 But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply 23 the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays;24 But here there is no... | |
 | Deborah Forbes - 2004 - 260 pages
...pyrrhic success to a fortunate failure, the poem here discovers a new way of perceiving the world: . . . tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Dietrich Jäger - 2005 - 440 pages
...Keats' "Ode to a Nightingale" zeigt daneben die Charakteristika des gegliederten Raumes (IV 5-10): ... tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Diane Ravitch, Michael Ravitch - 2006 - 512 pages
...to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender...blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. V I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the... | |
 | 2006 - 524 pages
...to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender...night, And haply, the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster' d around by all her starry Fays; But here is no light. Save what from heaven is with the breezes... | |
 | 2006 - 346 pages
...暗示詩的扛戚 And haply19 the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays20; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous21 glooms and winding mossy ways.^o 5 I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft... | |
 | Christopher R. Miller - 2006 - 12 pages
...evokes the affective vocabulary of Sensibility in its mysterious description of the night as "tender": Already with thee! tender is the night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
 | Nancy Bogen - 2007 - 426 pages
...to thee, Not charioted by Bacchus and his pards, But on the viewless wings of Poesy, Though the dull brain perplexes and retards: Already with thee! tender...night, And haply the Queen-Moon is on her throne, Cluster'd around by all her starry Fays; But here there is no light, Save what from heaven is with... | |
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