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22 lines
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1816
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ON SITTING DOWN TO READ KING LEAR ONCE AGAIN
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by John Keats
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O golden tongued Romance, with serene lute!
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Fair plumed Syren, Queen of far-away!
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Leave melodizing on this wintry day,
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Shut up thine olden pages, and be mute:
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Adieu! for once again the fierce dispute
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Betwixt damnation and impassion'd clay
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Must I burn through; once more humbly assay
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The bitter-sweet of this Shakespearian fruit.
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Chief Poet! and ye clouds of Albion,
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Begetters of our deep eternal theme!
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When through the old oak Forest I am gone,
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Let me not wander in a barren dream,
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But when I am consumed in the fire,
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Give me new Phoenix wings to fly at my desire.
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THE END
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