2019年7月29日 星期一

- John Keats, 'When I have fears that I may cease to be'



"When I have fears that I may cease to be
Before my pen has glean’d my teeming brain,
Before high piled Books in character
Hold like rich garners the full ripen’d grain –
When I behold upon the night’s starr’d face
Huge cloudy symbols of a high romance,
And feel 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 thee fair power
Of unreflecting Love: then on the Shore
Of the wide world I stand alone and think
Till Love and Fame to Nothingness do sink. –"
- John Keats, 'When I have fears that I may cease to be'

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