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Tuesday, November 9, 2010


When I have Fears that I may Cease to Be 
                                              John Keats (1795-1821)
When I have fears that I may cease to be
    Before my pen has glean'd my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
    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 think 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.
                    
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3 comments:

  1. teval_vlrsNovember 9, 2010 at 9:06 PM

    this is one of my favourite sonnet apart from those of Shakespear's sonnets as far as i read.

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  2. hmingaMarch 18, 2011 at 2:28 PM

    @teval.... John Keats (1795-1821)

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  3. Enga HApril 3, 2011 at 8:17 AM

    he thil hi chu a ropui thlawt a ni e..

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