...(4o) lead into the 'embalmed darkness' of reverie figured as a woodland bower in which the poet may guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child. The coming musk-rose, full of...

...formations. " 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet,' " she murmured, " 'nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, but, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet wherewith the seasonable month endows.' Who said that?" "Will Rogers!" She laughed. "One more guess." "Joe DiMaggio?" "Keats!" "Aha." "How's...

...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...

...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit-tree wild; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...

...retards: Already with thee! tender is the night. 'Ode to a Nightingale' 1 1820! st. 4 12 Fast fading violets covered up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest...musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt offlies on summer eves. 'Ode to a Nightingale' 1 1 820) st. 5 13 Darkling I listen; and, for many a...

...his poem to his brother George I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves, And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...

...of profound verdure in Keats: I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...

...glooms and winding mossy ways. I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs, But, in embalmed darkness, guess...seasonable month endows The grass, the thicket, and the fruit tree wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up in leaves;...

...an evocation of rural felicities almost gives one the feel of a Keatsian caress — But in emhalmed darkness guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets covered up m leaves; And nud-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose — 78 4...

...best contemplated in comfort. I hope that the soul of CK Sprengel reposes on a lotus bloom. CHAPTER 1O And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of dewy wine, The murmurous haunt of flies on summer eves. John Keats, "Ode to a Nightingale" Unloved but Efficient I, Insects on prized...