Keats Flashcards
Isabella - brothers
torched mines noisy factories in blood from stinging whip two brothers hollow eyes
Isabella - Lorenzo’s death
their murdered man
break-covert blood-hounds of such sin
dipped their swords in the water
each richer by his being a murderer
Isabella - love and death
love never dies, but lives, immortal lord
and still she kissed and wept
a garden pot
sweet basil, which her tears kept ever wet
Isabella - digging the grave
the murderous spot she seemed to grow
with her knife
began to dig more fervently
to see skull, confined bones, and funeral stole
Isabella - vision boi
it was a vision marred his glossy hair taken the soft lute from his lorn voice pale shadow wept
Isabella - ghost boi
around me beeches and high chestnuts
go, she one tear upon my heather-bloom
alone. I chant the holy mass
Isabella - Joy
Great happiness/ grew like a lusty flower
tread upon the air
close in a bower of hycinth and musk
Isabella - opening
fair isabel, poor simple Isabel!
they could not
nightly weep
Isabella - Isabel’s death
too lone and incomplete
will die
died forlorn/ imploring for her basil to the last
O cruelty/ to steal my basil pot away from me
Isabella - lead up to her death
simple isabel/ is soon to be among the dead
winter chill
she sat drooping by the basil green
floursihed as by magic touch
La Belle Dame Sans Merci - her power
she took me to her elfin grot she lulled me asleep no birds sing cold hills side pale warriors, death pale
La Belle Dame Sans Merci - his power
there I shut her wild, wild eyes
I set her on my pacing steed
I made a garland for her head
Lamia - Soft love
love in a hut
soft voice/ hiss
my silver planet, both eve and morn!
Lamia - Apollonius
philosophic crown
sharp eyes
wherefore did you blind/ yourself from his quick eyes
trusty guide and good instructor
tonight he seems the ghost of folly haunting my sweet dreams
Lamia - fear
beseeching him
trembled; she nothing said, but, pale and meek
recliam her wild and timid nature to his aim
she loved the tyranny, and, all subdued, consented
do not bid/old Apollonius - from him keep me hid
Lamia - isolation
had not a friend, so being left alone Lycius had gone to summon all his kin haunting music stream of lamps untasted feast, teaming with odours
Lamia - suffering
soon his eyes had drunk her beauty up while he, afriad/ lest she should vanish sick to lose pale with pain cruel lady the life she had so tangled in her mesh
Lamia - foreboding
let the mad poets say whatever they please… there is not such treat… as a real woman
blinded lycius… never thought to know
tempest in the distance brewed
Lamia - secrecy and philosophy
show to common eyes these secret bowers mazed, curious and keen do not all charms fly at the mere touch of cold philosophy? philosophy will clip an angels wings unweave a rainbow
Lamia - death
his old teachers wrinkled countenance
a deadly silence step by step increased
lamia, no longer fair, sat their deadly white
the sophists eye, like a sharp spear, went through her utterly
arms were empty of delight, as were his limbs of life
Lamia - wood nymph
she plucks the fruit unseen wood nymph's beauty' like a moon in wane fearful sobs, self-folding like a flower bloomed, and gave up her honey
Lamia - snake
flashed phosphor
sharp sparks
writhed about, convulsed with scarlet pain
spoilt all her silver mail
eclipsed her crescents and licked up her stars
nothing but pain and ugliness were left
Eve of Saint Agnes - Porphyro
played and ancient ditty
upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured stone
Eve of Saint Agnes - wealth
cloth of woven crimson, gold and jet
candied apple, quince and plum
lucent syrups, tinct with cinnamon
