The eve of StAgnes . , trembling in her soft and cliilly sort of wakeful swoon, perplexd slie lay,Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressdHer soothed limbs, and soul fatigued awayFlown like a thought, until the morrow dayBlissfully havend both from joy and pain;Claspd like a missal where swart Paynims pray;Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, —As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. XX\III-Stolen to this paradise, and so entranced,Porphyro gazed upon her empty listend to her breathing, if it chancedTo wake into a slumberous tenderness;Which when he
The eve of StAgnes . , trembling in her soft and cliilly sort of wakeful swoon, perplexd slie lay,Until the poppied warmth of sleep oppressdHer soothed limbs, and soul fatigued awayFlown like a thought, until the morrow dayBlissfully havend both from joy and pain;Claspd like a missal where swart Paynims pray;Blinded alike from sunshine and from rain, —As though a rose should shut, and be a bud again. XX\III-Stolen to this paradise, and so entranced,Porphyro gazed upon her empty listend to her breathing, if it chancedTo wake into a slumberous tenderness;Which when he heard, that minute did he breathed himself: then from the closet crept,Noiseless as fear in a wild over the hushd carpet, silent, stept,And tween the curtains peepd, where, lo!—how fast she XXIX. Then by the bed-side, where the faded moonMade a dim siher twihght, soft he setA table, and, half anguishd, threw thereonA cloth of woven crimson, gold and jet, —Oh, for some drowsy RIorphean amulet!The boisterous, midnight, festive clarion,The kettle-drum, and far-heard clarionetAffray his ears, though but in dying tone. —The hall-door shuts again, and all the noise is gone. XXX. And still she slept an azure-lidded sleepIn blanched linen, smooth, and he from forth the closet brought a heapOf candied apple, quince, and plum, and gourd;With jellies soother than the creamy curd,And lucent syrups, tinct with cinnamon;Manna and dates, in argosy transferrdFrom Fez; and spiced dainties, every one,From silken Samarcand to cedard Lebanon.
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