22 lines
906 B
Plaintext
22 lines
906 B
Plaintext
1816
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TRANSLATED FROM RONSARD
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by John Keats
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Nature withheld Cassandra in the skies
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For more adornment a full thousand years;
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She took their cream of Beauty's fairest dyes,
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And shap'd and tinted her above all Peers:
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Meanwhile Love kept her dearly with his wings,
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And underneath their shadow fill'd her eyes
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With such a richness that the cloudy Kings
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Of high Olympus utter'd slavish sighs.
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When from the Heavens I saw her first descend
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My heart took fire, and only burning pains
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They were my pleasures- they my Life's sad end;
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Love pour'd her beauty into my warm veins...
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* * * * * *
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* * * * * *
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THE END
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