Friday, October 26, 2012

Poem of the Week: John Keats

I love this poem!

When I Have Fears
John Keats

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has gleaned my teeming brain,
Before high-piled books, in charactery,
Hold like rich garners the full ripened grain;
When I behold, upon the night's starred 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.


Miss Melody Muffin

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