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" Or mountain-built with peaceful citadel, Is emptied of this folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. "
From Chaucer to Tennyson: With Twenty-nine Portraits and Selections from ... - Page 304
by Henry Augustin Beers - 1899 - 325 pages
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Cambridge University Examination Papers

University of Cambridge - 1884 - 624 pages
...peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. KEATS, Ode on a Grecian Urn. WEDNESDAY, January 16, 1884. 1 — 4. TRANSLATE, with short marginal notes...
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Wordsworth to Dobell

Thomas Humphry Ward - 1884 - 654 pages
...peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn ? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. 5O Attic shape ! Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches...
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The Andover Review, Volume 8

1887 - 708 pages
...wind, and cloud — as they passed by Prometheus ages ago ; Keats recalls the vanished loveliness " of marble men and maidens overwrought, with forest branches and the trodden weed ; " Wordsworth matches the evening star, moving solitary along the edges of the hills, with a phrase...
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New Englander and Yale Review, Volume 44

Edward Royall Tyler, William Lathrop Kingsley, George Park Fisher, Timothy Dwight - 1885 - 922 pages
...have been lost or melted, but the little fretted Greek urn we keep among our immortal treasures. " O Attic shape ! fair attitude ! with brede Of marble...us out of thought As doth eternity : Cold Pastoral 1 When old age shall this generation waste, Thou shalt remain, in midst of other woe Than ours, a friend...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

1885 - 686 pages
...peaceful citadel, Is emptied of its folk, this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. O Attic shape I Fair attitude ! with brede Of marble men and maidens overwrought, With forest branches and the trodden...
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Littell's Living Age, Volume 166

1885 - 850 pages
...last stanza of the " Ode on a Grecian Urn " — U Attic shape ! Fair attitude 1 with brede Of niarbie men and maidens overwrought With forest branches and the trodden weed ; Thou, silent form 1 dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity : cold Pastoral ! When old age shall this generation...
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Red-letter Poems by English Men and Women

Thomas Young Crowell - 1885 - 702 pages
...this pious morn? And, little town, thy streets for ever more Will silent be; and not a soul to tel. Why thou art desolate, can e'er return. O Attic shape! Fair attitude! witl brede Of marble men and maidens 0ver wrought, sell! 4î7 With forest branches and the trodden...
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Keats

Sir Sidney Colvin - 1887 - 252 pages
...its folk, this quite morn ?" In the answering lines — " And, little town, thy streets for evermore Will silent be ; and not a soul to tell Why thou art desolate, can e'er return" — in these lines there seems a dissonance, inasmuch as they speak of the arrest of life as though...
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The Congregational Review, Volume 2, Part 1

1887 - 604 pages
...wind, and cloud — as they passed by Prometheus ages ago ; Keats recalls the vanished loveliness " of marble men and maidens overwrought, with forest branches and the trodden weed;" Wordsworth matches the evening star, moving solitary along the edges of the hills, with a phrase as...
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MacMillan's Magazine, Volume 56

Sir George Grove, David Masson, John Morley, Mowbray Morris - 1887 - 524 pages
...poet wakes from his rapture, and, in a line I venture to think at once acute and perverse, acclaims, " Thou, silent form ! dost tease us out of thought As doth eternity." .... Now it is precisely this suggestion of eternity which does not tease us, but on the contrary administers...
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