The Spike or Victoria University College Review 1931
A Keatsian Adventure
A Keatsian Adventure
Being minutes of an exam. recorded with the aid of the celebrated "Ode to a Nightingale."
6.5 | Sick for home. |
6.7 | O for a beaker. |
6.8 | My heart aches. |
6.9 | Where youth grows pale and spectre-thin. |
6.10 | Now more than ever seems it rich to die. |
6.11 | Where palsy shakes a few. |
6.12 | A drowsy numbness pains my sense. |
6.13 | I cannot see. |
6.16 | And quite forget . . whatever thou hast known. |
6.18 | A long age. |
6.21 | The dull brain perplexes and retards. |
6.22 | Forlorn. |
6.24 | Where men sit and hear each other groan. |
6.26 | A forest dim. |
6.27 | But here there is no light. |
6.30 | Deep-delved. |
6.33 | Where but to think is to be full of sorrow. |
6.35 | Guess. |
6.36 | Perilous seas. |
6.40 | Darkness. |
6.43 | Buried deep. |
6.45 | O for a draught of vintage. |
6.48 | Already. |
6.50 | The weariness, the fever and the fret. |
6:56 | Leaden-eyed despairs. |
6.59 | Do I wake or sleep? |
7 | Adieu! Adieu! |
7.2 | That I might leave the world unseen! |