NPM ’11: Day 13 – When I Have Fears (Post #13)

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Closing off the day with words from Mr. John Keats:

When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain
Before high piled books, in charactry,
Hold like rich garners the full-ripen’d grain;
When I behold, upon the night’s starr’d face,
Hugh cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And think that I may never live to trace
Their shadows, with the magic hand of chance
And when I feel, fair creature of an hour!
That I shall never look upon thee more,
Never have relish in the faery power
Of unrelenting love: – then on the shore
Of the wide world I stand alone, and think
Till Love and Fame to nothingness do sink.

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