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...perfume cried. (John Donne) (2)Smell how it tastes\ (3)Johnson's Baby Powder; The soft smell. (4)But, in embalmed darkness, guess each sweet Wherewith the seasonable month endows The grass, the thicked, and the fruit tree wild. (John Keats) ote ce .se. When we say a musician strikes a "bl igage...

...Keats's 'Ode to a Nightingale' (1819; published 1820), in an occupatio that describes by not describing: 'I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, / Nor what soft incense hangs upon the boughs' (41-2). The entire poem is ambient: words sound like bells (71), the 'faery lands' (70) seem contiguous...

...Save what from heaven is with the breezes blown Through verdurous glooms and winding mossy ways. V I cannot see what flowers are at my feet, Nor what...wild; White hawthorn, and the pastoral eglantine; Fast fading violets cover'd up in leaves; And mid-May's eldest child, The coming musk-rose, full of...