Poetry – John Keats, “Selected Letters”

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“O thou whose face has felt the Winter’s wind;
Whose eye has seen the Snow clouds hung in Mist
And the black elm-tops ‘mong the freezing Stars
To thee the Spring will be a harvest-time –
O thou whose only book has been the light
Of/supreme/darkness which thou feddest on
Night after night, when Phoebus was away
To thee the Spring shall be a tripple morn –
O fret not after Knowledge – I have none
And yet my song comes native with the warmth
O fret not after Knowledge – I have none
And yet the Evening listens – He who saddens
At thought of Idleness cannot be idle,
And he’s awake who thinks himself asleep.”

– John Keats

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