Other Sonnets of John Keats→ Spenser! a jealous honourer of thine, A forester deep in thy midmost trees, Did last eve ask my promise to refine Some English that might strive thine ear to please. But Elfin Poet ’tis impossible For an inhabitant of wintry earth To rise like Phoebus with a golden quill Fire-wing’d …
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Sonnet to Chatterton
Other Sonnets of John Keats→ O Chatterton! how very sad thy fate! Dear child of sorrow – son of misery! How soon the film of death obscur’d that eye, Whence Genius mildly flash’d, and high debate. How soon that voice, majestic and elate, Melted in dying numbers! Oh! how nigh Was night to thy fair …
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