Tag: To J. H. Reynolds

To J. H. Reynolds

Other Poems of John Keats→ O that week could be an age, and we Felt parting and warm meeting every week; Then one poor year a thousand years would be, The flush of welcome ever on the cheek: So would we live long life in little space; So time itself would be annihilate; So a day’s …

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