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Poem by John Keats


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WHEN I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high pil`d books, in charact'ry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen'd grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starr'd face,
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And feel that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance;
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unreflecting love;--then on the shore
   Of the wide world I stand alone, and think,
   Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink. 



John Keats


John Keats's other poems:
  1. Calidore
  2. Specimen of Induction to a Poem
  3. The Poet
  4. The Castle Builder
  5. To (Hadst Thou Livd in Days of Old)


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