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883 B
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22 lines
883 B
Plaintext
1816
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DEDICATION [OF POEMS, 1817] TO LEIGH HUNT, ESQ.
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by John Keats
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Glory and loveliness have pass'd away;
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For if we wander out in early morn,
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No wreathed incense do we see upborne
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Into the east, to meet the smiling day:
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No crowd of nymphs soft voic'd and young, and gay,
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In woven baskets bringing ears of corn,
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Roses, and pinks, and violets, to adorn
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The shrine of Flora in her early May.
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But there are left delights as high as these,
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And I shall ever bless my destiny,
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That in a time, when under pleasant trees
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Pan is no longer sought, I feel a free,
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A leafy luxury, seeing I could please
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With these poor offerings, a man like thee.
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THE END
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