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