 The silk lining she put in my travelling cap scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her — I see her— I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her a moment.  The Dublin Review - Page 150edited by - 1848Full view - About this book
 | 1848 - 640 pages
...scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her; I see her, I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from...day. Then there was a good hope of seeing her again. No — O that I could be buried near where she lives ' I am afraid to write to her — to receive a... | |
 | 1848 - 634 pages
...scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her ; I see her, I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from...England ; I cannot recollect without shuddering the timi that I was a prisoner at Hunt's, and used to keep my eyes fixed on Hampstead all day. Then there... | |
 | 1849 - 606 pages
...her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her for a moment. This was the case when I was in England. I cannot recollect, without shuddering, the time I was a prisoner at Hunt's, and used to keep my eyes fixed on Hampsted all day. Then there was a good... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 414 pages
...head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her — I see her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from...there was a good hope of seeing her again — Now ! — O that I could be buried near where she lives ! I am afraid to write to her — to receive a... | |
 | John Keats - 1848 - 420 pages
...scalds my head. My imagination is horribly vivid about her—I see her—I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from...all day. Then there was a good hope of seeing her again—Now !—O that I could be buried near where she lives! I am afraid to write to her—to receive... | |
 | Anna Maria Hall - 1848 - 574 pages
...There is nothing in the world of sufficient nterest to divert me from her for a moment. This was .he case when I was in England ; I cannot recollect without...Then there was a good hope of seeing her again. Now ! Oh, that 1 could be buried near where she lives ! I am afraid to write to her — to receive a letter... | |
 | 1849 - 588 pages
...her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her for a moment This was the case when I was in England....Then there was a good hope of seeing her again. Now! Oh that I could be. buried near where she lives ! I am afraid to write to her — to receive a letter... | |
 | 1849 - 290 pages
...a moment. This was the ease when I was in England ; I eannot reeolleet without shnddering the lime that I was a prisoner at Hunt's, and used to keep...day. Then there was a good hope of seeing her again. Isow ! Oh, that I eould be buried near where she lives ! I am afraid to write to her — to reeeive... | |
 | 1849 - 636 pages
...see her—I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her for a moment. This was the case when I was in England....cannot recollect, without shuddering, the time that 1 was a prisoner at Hunt's, and used to keep my eyes fixed on Hampstead all day. Then there was a good... | |
 | 1849 - 588 pages
...her — I hear her. There is nothing in the world of sufficient interest to divert me from her for a moment. This was the case when I was in England. I cannot recollect, without shuddering, the time I was a prisoner at Hunt's, and used to keep my eyes fixed on Hampsted all day. Then there was a good... | |
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