English Poetry. John Keats. On a Dream. Джон Китс.

John Keats (Джон Китс)

On a Dream

As Hermes once took to his feathers light
When lulled Argus, baffled, swoon'd and slept,
So on a Delphic reed my idle spright
So play'd, so charm'd, so conquer'd, so bereft
The dragon-world of all its hundred eyes,
And, seeing it asleep, so fled away:
Not to pure Ida with its snow-cold skies,
Nor unto Tempe where Jove griev'd a day;
But to that second circle of sad hell,
Where 'mid the gust, the whirlwind, and the flaw
Of rain and hail-stones, lovers need not tell
Their sorrows. Pale were the sweet lips I saw,
Pale were the lips I kiss'd, and fair the form
I floated with, about that melancholy storm. 

John Keats’s other poems:

1. Вступление к поэме. Опыт • Specimen of Induction to a Poem
2. Калидор • Calidore
3. Строитель замка • The Castle Builder
4. Поэт • The Poet
5. «Ах, живи ты в век старинный…» • To (“Hadst Thou Liv’d in Days of Old…”)

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